Autography Of An Umbrella
I am an old umbrella. People remember me when the rainy season starts. I am used by people throughout the world. I took my first form at the end of the nineteenth century. Initially, my size was quite big. It was black in color. Slowly my appearance changed. Now I am available in various forms and shapes. My size is so small that I can easily accommodate in your purse. I now wear attractive colorful dresses. I protect you from sun and rain.
Do you want to hear my story? I was born in a big factory seven years back. I was red and blue in color with a very nice design on my dress. What a beautiful umbrella I was! I was then sent to a big shop for sale. My other friends also joined me there. Soon the rainy season started and a person came to that shop. He liked my appearance and bought me. He used to take good care of me.
My owner was a nice person. I was his companion to the office. He also used to take me to hotels, theatres, markets with him. But one day he took me to a market and forgot me in a stationery shop. I stayed in that shop for many days but my owner did not turn up to pick me up. The shopkeeper handed me to his servant. He was also a nice person but he did not take proper care of me.
He used me throughout the rainy season as well as during the summer season. I never had any rest. This had a very bad effect on my health. My dress got dirty and shabby. My hinges and handle became loose. I also had holes in my body. But my owner never tried to repair me. At last, when I became totally useless he just threw me in this corner. Now there is nobody to look after me.
However, I feel happy when I think about my past. I was born to serve people. I have performed my duty well. I hope that someday my owner will try to repair me and I will again be at his service.