Autobiography

The day I was born :

I am very happy today as I am able to write a autobiography on my own self. I always wanted to do that. First of all let me introduce myself to you all. I am a mobile phone; which you all might owe. I am a Nokia X2-01. I am a very good looking phone and strong like Shaktimaan; even though my skin is black; but still ladies get charmed by my appearance and wish to buy me as well. But now it is very different; I am very old and damaged as well. But still I remember the day I was born. I was manufactured in one of the factory where many of my kind are manufacture.

I was totally taken care of as I was very latest phone and people were dying to buy me as soon as I come to the mobile store. The workers in the factory were very caring as they took care of me very well and packed me in a box and then send me to one of the best mobile store. But still I was packed and was kept inside a storeroom and I was patently waiting for my number to get opened up and be in front; so that every can praise my beauty and surly I will be taken by someone very soon.

Out of the mobile store :

I was still in the box at storeroom; as many of me kind were there; so it was taking a lot of time for me to get out of that stupid storeroom. I really hated that small Dark room; as there were many other brandmobile phone also who were totally jealous of me as I was in demand. They used to tease me as I was black; but no one show my inner beauty. I got totally sick of the place and every day I used to pray that someone will come and will get e out of this sick place. And finally that day came; when a thin looking boy; who I guess was the salesmen came up to me and took me happily and got me out of that storeroom. And here I was in the mobile store where customers used to come and buy whichever handset they like.

I was very desperate to know who have bought me; but I saw that one couple took me happily and were saying to each other that their daughter will be happy...