STORY OF A BOOK RELATED TO LIFE

It requires a lot of courage to write something to the newspaper at an age of 11. A young girl from Visakhapatnam wrote “STORY OF A BOOK” to The Hindu in  2007. Liked the article and the girl very much. Such a cute little story written I made a small effort to transform it related to life.  This is “STORY OF A BOOK RELATED TO LIFE”. Guess this is my second writeup 🙂

STORY OF A BOOK

  • I am a book.
  • Everybody knows me.
  • But very few know my story.
  • I am made of paper.
  • There are a number of pages in me.
  • There are also nice pictures.
  • Some of them are colored.
  • I was printed in a press.
  • Then I was packed with other books and sent to a market.
  • For sometime, I lived with bookseller for many days.
  • Then a student bought me.
  • She loved me
  • She cared for me.
  • She hugged me in her hand.
  • She covered me with brown paper.
  • She read me now and then.
  • I felt happy with her.
  • But then she sold me in a second hand book market.
  • Now I am with a second hand book seller.
  • I am waiting for a good buyer.
  • My present owner is very careless.
  • He doesn’t care much about me.
  • He cares good looking books(new).
  • There are many other books in this condition.
  • I hope that soon I may see happy days again.

RELATED TO LIFE

  • Its my name.
  • Everybody knows me by name.
  • But very few know my life.
  • I am made of spirituality.
  • There are number of  joy’s and sorrow’s in me.
  • There are also nice thoughts .
  • Some of them are extraordinary.
  • I was born in a place.
  • Then I was packed with other students and sent to the school.
  • For sometime, I lived with a teacher for many days.
  • Then a friend met me.
  • She loved me.
  • She cared for me.
  • She hugged me in her hand.
  • She covered my life with full of happiness.
  • She read my life now and then.
  • I felt happy with her.
  • But then she left me and that kept me away to new school 😦
  • Now I am with a new teacher.
  • I am waiting for a new friend.
  • Now my joys are gone.
  • My present teacher is very careless.
  • He cares good looking students(brilliant).
  • There are many other students in this condition.
  • I hope that soon I may see happy days again.
STORY OF A BOOK RELATED TO LIFE

STORY OF A BOOK RELATED TO LIFE

Note: Some lines from the article were edited.

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Posted on October 21, 2012, in MEMORIES and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

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