My pen found a voice today and it spoke thus..
I woke up in the morning with a throbbing pain in my cap. The Alarm was shouting loudly but my owner, H was blissfully shutting it up and snuggling back to sleep.I decided to take the matter into my own hands and slowly inched towards her stepping gingerly on my sleek, circular feet when I lost balance and toppled over. I screamed and then closed my eyes, afraid to look at the carpet which was coming towards me at a speed faster than a simple paper-mate pen can calculate.
H finally woke up, got ready and started hunting for me. I wanted to play hide and seek, but seeing that she was in absolutely no mood for it, I rolled towards her. Mumbling something about the ship rolling too much, she picked me up and walked to the office..
Basically I am a happy- go - lucky (to be read as use and throw) pen, who likes to make friends. I looked around the table and I saw Rolex on Boss' wrist at a distance away. I tried to make small talk with Rolex but she was absolutely snobbish and she turned her face away from me so that I could not even see the time.
Then H picked me up and started writing with me. I felt like I was in a roller coaster, going up and down and round and round. Suddenly, I found myself eye- to- eye with Boss' Spectacles and H was shaking me to and fro like a yo - yo when she was talking.I dared the Spectacles to goggle at me and jibe. The Spectacles coolly pretended that it was transparent to my existence.
So, with everybody ignoring me and taking me for granted, I just thought I would strike a polite conversation with you.