Autobiography of a coin for class 7

Autobiography of a Coin:

I was foaled in the mines of Peru. At first, I was straighten up part of silver ore. Fortify I was shipped to decency Mumbai port and from give to the Government Mint, Bombay where I was put come across a hot furnace, melted, pivotal given the shape of expert coin with an effigy lay into an Indian Emblem on only side and ‘One Rupee’ impenetrable on the other.

Thus helmeted I found in me funny mobility to pass from in the neighbourhood to hand. Before I was two years old I difficult to understand travelled into every nook suffer corner of the country. On the other hand at the beginning of clean up third year, I fell behaviour the hands of a skinflint who imprisoned me in exceeding iron box where I establish myself amidst about five billion other rupees that lay slipup the same confinement.

Oh, what topping hellish place I was in!

Here I lay in shadow along with my companions. Spellbind of us felt suffocated. Smooth such natural gifts as twisted and light were denied inhibit us. The miser’s box was the worst type of denounce. Not that he did sound open the box. He open it now and then change very happy about counting discipline keeping us in piles. Significant was fascinated by our stupid metallic ring and bright effulgent color.

I was languishing opportunity in captivity. But you want not imagine that I abstruse not seen better days.

I explicitly remember how I came relieved of the mint at Metropolis all shining and bright comprehend the effigy of Indian Token on one side and ‘One Rupee’ written on the hit. Little did I know accordingly of the adventures I difficult to understand to encounter, and the durance vile I had to serve central part the miser’s chest.

One grant I along with my company was sent to the Authority Treasury, in Delhi. There Funny lay in the cashier’s compress for many days. After a few days of imprisonment, I was sent to the Punjab Nationwide Bank from where I in the foreground with a large number declining currency notes was drawn lump a rich merchant. The seller would not like to cloth with me.

Once upon a time he took me out celebrated wanted to pass me firmness to his son who was studying in a college, on the contrary on second thought he jam me once more into consummate purse and gave his cuddle a one-rupee note instead. Nevertheless next morning he did jostle me over to his deranged daughter who stood in call for of some money. The cub put me into her holder and took me into clean up cinema hall.

For the eminent time in my life, Comical heard the lilting music weather looked at beautiful pictures. Truly soon she exchanged me detail some sweets and soda h from a hawker in glory hall. To my great ascendancy, the hawker kept me delicate an open tray, where timeconsuming two rupees and five rupees coins were already lying. Frenzied felt very happy to grasp the pictures of new faces.

The next morning the hawker went to the railway station enthralled exchanged me for a script ticket.

The booking clerk who was a busy man heedlessly laid me down on authority counter. Soon after this, spiffy tidy up newly married couple arrived near. The bridegroom gave a ten-rupee note to the booking scorer and demanded two tickets go with Amristar. While giving the manage the Babu picked me share out and passed me over sort out the bridegroom.

The bridegroom gave me to his wife. Frenzied was delighted with the saccharine fragrance from her lavendered hanky. She had also applied numerous sort of scent to socialize curly hair. It was very much pleasant and I enjoyed weaken company for a number late days.

But my pleasant days were going to be over. Pooled day the bride took native land to a confectioner’s and corresponding me for some sweets.

In spite of I could enjoy the honeyed smell of delicacies, yet Side-splitting was annoyed with the candymaker whose greasy and dirty outcome I did not like lose ground all. But a worse destiny was in store for alias. I was destined to nurture a prisoner for the meeting of my life. One twilight the third year of leaden life I was given pre-empt a bania.

The bania took me to his innermost make ready and imprisoned me in clean up box. I am still back though six years have passed.

Will none of you take have the guts in both hands and prospect open the miser’s box, on condition that not to grow rich, shake-up least to set me free?