A Dainty Damsel's Sojourn...

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How does it feel to be the only child to your parents?

The whole family is awe-stuck on your arrival...

You're the most pampered member of the family!

They care for you like their life...

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You are the one whom they can never bear to see pained...

You are the one whose happiness is their only concern...

You are the one who transformed their being...

You are the one - apple of their eyes...

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Being an only child...

Translates to...

Care...

Attention...

Pampered Lifestyle...

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In Short...

It Translates To...

'Live Life Queen Size!'

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21 June 1996...

Dating Back 18 Years In Time...

This Day Marked My Arrival Into The Family...

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I Was To Be The Center Of Attraction, That Afternoon...

A Princess To Be In My Own Right...

All Eyes Were To Be On Me...

The Limelight Was To Shine On Me...

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It Is Said - 'Patience Bears Sweet Fruit'...

And So...

They Had To Wait For Me...

With The Red Carpet Being Rolled Out Into The Party...

Everybody Was Searching...

Searching...

Awaiting...

My Arrival!

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Not Too Long, Though...

I Arrived Just In Time...

Nestled In The Arms Of Prominence Himself...

My Arrival Was The Harbinger Of...

Joy!

Amazement!

Eagerness!

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Everyone was eager to get just a glimpse of my beauty...

'How Gorgeous!', They heartily exclaimed...

I was welcomed with open arms, into the Family...

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There was one person, however, whom I was eager to meet...

The one, whose beauty, failed mine...

I was a Dainty Damsel...

She was Daintier...

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As delicate as a feather...

As radiant as the morning sun...

As exquisite as a Diamond...

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The one...

The Newest Addition To The Family Tree...

The one whom I was to be presented to...

The one whose...

Tiny Eyes Would Adore Me...

Tiny Hands Would Hold Me...

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Their Only Child...

Their Daughter...

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My Wait Was Not Too Long Either...

She arrived hale and hearty...

The Birthday Girl...

The Princess Who'd Turned One...

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And, finally, that 'Say Cheese' moment... 

For the Princess & Her Dearest Friend For Life...

Arrived!

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I Was To Be Charu's First Birthday Present...

To Be Cared For Till Posterity...

Her Most Memorable Momento?

Me!

Her Birthday Barbie!

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As Good As New...

Glowing & Radiant...

Her Memoir Of 18 Years...

Her First Birthday Present!

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The Quintessential Queen...

Her Pretty Princess!

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"This post is my entry for the 'My Most Memorable Momento' contest conducted by My Yatra Diary Travel Blog & IndianCoupons."

I am responding to the tag by Stir Your Souls - here.

I tag the following bloggers to share their momentos...

Pebble In The Still Waters

Life Ishtyle

Destined To Travel

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Autobiography Of A Dress... --- A Creative Writing Attempt!

Hey friends! 

Do you know me? 

Yes, you surely do.

But do you know about me?

I don't think so...
 

It's me lying on the floor as a piece of cloth - a rag today.

Yes, I am a cloth today but few days back I was a beautiful garment.

I started my life as a small plant. Surprised?  Yes, I was a little seed that grew into a tall shrub - in the care of my master - The Farmer.

My friends and I  lived in the black cotton soils of the Deccan Plateau. My master loved us all and pampered us as though we were his children.

When the time came, I bore many small closed cups with white woolly substance inside. My master became extra careful about me. He would come near me, touch me, look at me with love and happiness, which showed on his face.

I loved him too until one fine morning, he came with his family and detached me from the plant. I lay as a white woolly thing separated from the cups.

His family took out black seeds from me and cleaned me. This process, called winnowing was extremely painful. As if this were not enough, the farmer sold me to a cotton merchant after winnowing. I was scared to leave my home but there were none who cared about my feelings.

Our new master took me to a mill where there were various machines for various purposes.

First and foremost, I was put on a spindle and changed into yarn.

Next, the man sitting on the loom wove me into a cloth.

By now, I looked entirely different and for the first time, I liked my looks. 

I now waited eagerly to see what else was in store for me...

Next came the coloring and dyeing. I was dyed a beautiful Royal Blue.

Another man printed  flowers on me to add to my beauty.

This was the second time I felt happy to see myself. I looked bright and charming.

From this coloring and printing department, they sent me into a shop where various other cloth rolls were kept.

A city dealer had bought me and I had yet another master!

But I could not stay with the dealer and in his shop for long...

A pretty looking girl came to the shop with her mother and bought me for quite a handsome amount.

For the first time, I realized my value had changed so much.

The girl gave me to a tailoring shop which was a very frightening place. I was scared of big scissors and pointed needles. Oh! how I wished my old master and his tender care! How I wished to go back to him but in vain...

The tailor cut and sewed me into a beautiful dress with frills and laces. The girl wore me on her birthday.

The party was nice and everybody appreciated the dress.

That was me and I was happy...

As the days went by, time passed and the girl grew older.

I was of no use to her and so her mother gave me to the house - maid. For a few days, the maid's daughter wore me.

She played in the mud and I kept on getting dirty. One day while playing, she tore me...

The maid used me as a duster then. And when I could be used no longer, she threw me into a heap of garbage.

Thus, I complete my story. I have been through various moments of pain, separation, joy and hurt. Now, I lie peacefully in the rubbish. I will rest here for how long, I do not know, wondering what will happen next.

Goodbye For Now. 

I hope you will recall my story when you wear a new dress!