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A autobiography of a horse

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My childhood

I am a horse who has reached old age now. As I am old, I spent my time grazing in the pastures, thinking about my lovely past. I remember myself to be very naughty in my childhood.Back then, I used to go with my mother to the grasslands, where I would play a lot. However, my mother, along with the other horses will be actively grazing all the time. I always used to make my big brother angry by biting his tail and running away. My mother, a beautiful white mare, used to tell me that I am so fast.

My career

However, the good times did last too long. As soon as I grew into a fit young horse, a trainer came to me everyday to train me as a rider. The first thing he did was that, he fastened a long rope to my head. I did not like the rope at all. The trainer drove me all day long in circles. Whenever I tried to stop, he would whip me. I was trained more and more everyday till I was sold to an officer as a polo pony.

I felt it very difficult to go away from my mother to the new master's place. However, there was no other option for me and I had to go. My new master was very kind. He fed me well and looked after me with proper care. Soon I started to love him and his game. I was so happy when his team won the game. He continued to play with me for about a year or so before he met with an accident. Since it became impossible for him to look after me, he had to sell me. This time I was sold to a hunter.

My new master, the hunter was a little bit arrogant. However, he fed me with lot of food and water. Soon I began to love him, like I loved my old master, as the hunter cared me a lot. I started to enjoy my rides with my new master and his hounds, chasing off jackals and wolves in our way.It was really fun. I thought this would continue for the rest of my life. However, it all came to an end when my master fell ill. Since he knew that he would never be able to hunt again, he sold all of his hounds and other pets except me. This made me both happy and sad. I was happy because my master loved me so much and did not sell me, and I was sad because of seeing the illness of my master. Soon I started doing simple jobs like carrying goods to the market for selling, pulling carts and so on, so as to make some money for my master. I was happy that I could finally do something for my master.

Meeting my partner

As my life went on really good, I met my partner, when I was riding to the market through the jungle. He was lonely and did not have anybody to look after him. So I took him to my master, who agreed to look after both of us. He provided us with food and shelter and we worked for him all day long. After that,my partner and I lived for many years together till today.

Old age

Now we both have reached our old age. We have a daughter, a beautiful mare. Whenever I see her, she reminds me of my own mother, pure white in colour and really beautiful. Now, in our old age, all that my partner and I do is grazing in the pastures, thinking about our lovely past with ups and downs. I really love my family a lot and is living a contented life with them.

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