Write Essay on The Autobiography of A Rupee.
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I am now an old coin, and have been in circulation for many years. But I can still remember my early life. My active life began when I was paid over the counter of a bank, along with other new rupees, to a gentleman who cashed a cheque. I went off jingling in his pocket; but I was not long there, as he gave me to a shopkeeper. The shopkeeper looked pleased, and banged me on the counter to see if I were genuine. Then he threw me into a drawer, with a lot of other coins.
I soon found I was in mixed company. I took no notice of the greasy copper coins, as I knew they were of very low caste. I was condescending to the small change, knowing that I was twice as valuable as the best of them, the 50-paisa pieces, and 100 times better than the cheeky little paisa. But I found a number of rupees of my own rank, but none as bright and new as I was. Most were old coins, dull and worn-as I am, alas! Today.
Some of them were jealous of my smart appearance, and made nasty remarks. But a very old rupee was kind, and gave me good advice. He told me I must respect old rupees, and always keep the small change in their place. He summed up his advice with the remark, “A rupee is always a rupee, however old and worn”.
Then the drawer was opened, and I was given in change to a young lady, who put me into her purse. But the purse had a hole in it; and, as she walked along the street, I fell out and rolled into the gutter, where I lay for a long time. At last a dirty boy picked me up; and for some time after I was in low company, passing between poor people and petty shopkeepers in dirty little streets. But at last I got into good society, and most of my time I have been in the pockets and purses of the rich.
I have no time to tell the hundredth part of my adventures. I have lived an active life, and never rested long anywhere. Anyway, I have had a better life than a rupee I knew .who spent all his time locked up in a miser’s strong-box. What a dull life!
Autobiography Of A Rupee.
Introduction-
The story of my birth is very interesting. I had to pass
Through different process before I came to my present form. In fact, I came
Into existence by the mixture of different metals. They were taken out from
The earth and were purified. They then sent to Alipur mint. Here they were
Melted and mixed. Gradually after passing through different machines,
Acquired my glittering shape. To add to my beauty, my creators put beautiful design on both of my faces. I remained with so many of my brothers
And sisters. They were all equally beautiful and attractive.
My childhood—
From my very childhood I was out for wandering. From The mint I was sent to a big potential building known as Reserve Bank. I Did not come here alone, but along with so many others of my brothers and Sisters. One unknown person took hold of me. He took me to the market And mercilessly threw me in to the hands of a confectioner. He was even More cruel to me. He struck my head on his measuring weight. From here, Sometimes I went to the hands of a barbar, sometimes to the hands of a Vegetable seller, and thus continuously changed hands.
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Problem with exchange of hands-
But this was not all. Harder time
.Was yet to came. One day, in the process of this exchange of hands, I found
Myself in the possession of a strange person. He had a stock of my brothers And sisters. He kept us all in a big iron safe. He never took to the market.
This period of imprisonment was proved very hard for me. Being fond of
Wandering, I did not like this life of idleness. Only once a month we were
All taken out and counted by the miser. We all kept on waiting anxiously
For this day of the month. Gradually, more and more of my brothers and sisters
Were added to the already big stock. But he never took any of us quit. Day
After days months after months, and year after years, were passed in this
Jail.
Day of my Independence-
At last the day of my release come. One
Day some brave persons came in the night to the miser’s home. They with
Their sharp instrument cut the safe. They put us all in their bags. Those friends
Distributed us among themselves. My owner exchanged me for wine. Now
I was with the wine seller who had a stock of some of my brothers and sisters.
But this man was not like former owner. The miser. This man used to give
Every one round price like myself to his son. So, I patiently waited for months
Of my turn.
At last, I along with my other companions, was taken out by my banker
He gave me to his youngest son. He with his friends, went for a picnic. They
All decided to take a dip in the river. When my owner was taking off his
Shirt, I slipped out of his pocket and fell into the river. I thought that the good
Old days would never return. But I was given a long lease of life by a fish-
Erman.
Conclusion-
With the passing of time, my face was defaced. People
Hesitated to accept me. Those who took me tested my genuineness in
Different cruel ways they struck me with full force either in a stone or brick
Or some piece of metal. I was now fully tired of this disgrace and hard life.
I pray daily for death. At last the much awaited day arrived. I was in the
Hands of a banker. He cut me into two pieces. I was dead now..