my carry bag..

A guy is running with his bag hanging down shoulders. It is a blue bag, with some scratches of white and sky blue colours. Stretched unevenly in vertical dimensions, it carries no zipper to lock from the top. A mere thread is there to tighten the top loophole. There are two pockets sealed on both sides of it and one is placed in front of it. Calculator is packed inside the front pocket along with a sharpener and a black HB pencil. Right pocket inculcate a mysterious stone, it is a crystal. This crystal sparkles in orange colour when beamed with sunlight, otherwise it sustains a dark brown colour. It is accompanied with an electric plug which was bought to fit into the bare wires of table lamp, but that plan was never executed. Hence it is still lying with astonished stone. Other pocket contains the ear phones of nokia 3110. Upon peeping into the ultimate shell, a pile of papers almost teared from the sides because of continuous wear and tear with other stuff. Two more copies, one was brought in january yet it never come to an end. One more wallet carrying those green papers upon which eyes are always staring with sneer emotions. Two pens are rolling inside it, one doesn't even carry a cap over its top. It left the copies and other documents with blue imprints, reminding about happy stay of both inside bag. Just like everyone is worried about the zips, all the threads are plucked out timely to diminish the rampage which these threads can brought out.

This is all about my carry bag, which had accompanied me everywhere it goes. It never left me desolated in this mean world. I am really blessed to have such a bag with me. May it live long happily and god please never part our ways in future..