Thursday, 23 May 2013

Umbrellas.

I always wanted to write something about one of my favorite things, for example my umbrellas. If somebody ever asked me what is the thing that you can't leave home without? I would answer back : ''my umbrella.'' It is my support in so many ways, when I am walking on the streets doing some shopping, I have to hold it else I am the forever alone person like always.

There have been so many funny and awkward moments with my umbrellas and that is why I always write down in my notepad since I was 6, what is the color and size of each umbrella. Until now I had 35 umbrellas which were so precious to me and I end up breaking them either because of the wind and when I hit somebody who annoys me or wants to harass me, he or she is going to get hit by the umbrella and I never regret doing so.

But I always used to cry when my friend used to take it without my permission in my childhood because I cannot bear somebody use my things just like that, I absolutely hate that. I mean, isn't there something called manners? I have a close bond with whatever I have or I lose because it is part of my life. I even take my hijab pins as something very important although they are tiny things for some people but it helps me everyday and I would not like to imagine myself without my umbrella.

Moreover two months ago, my umbrella broke due to the strong winds while going to the library and I was so sad that I kept on ranting about it to my dad for a week, it was my most favorite one of all, it was so big and green. And I am definitely not going to forget that day as it is marked in my mind and heart forever. Every time I buy a new umbrella, it is not the same and currently I am using a small red umbrella and it is also broken however it is hard for me to throw it away. It sounds kind of childish but I am writing out my inner feeling right now.

To give up on my umbrellas was never easy, is not and will not be. It is indeed a sad story and as they say ''it's a better love story than Twilight'', of course it is. Being attached to things and people is so me and I don't think it will ever change. If you ever bring me in a mall where they are selling umbrellas, I am going to be all mad on them just like I am on books.

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