How i met my master?

one fine evening... No it's not. One nostalgic evening, I entered Raj Kamal electronics, a sweaty small place. Sorry ! I forgot to introduce myself. I am..!!. wait i'll tell my real name later. My name when i was born is Seagate 500gb External hardisk. As i entered that place, I opened my eyes to see many of my fellow gadgets there. Hardisks headsets,pendrives etc. I was too innocent then. I thought that i came there for a picnic.Days went on, still i was there in that lousy, scary place. It can't be a picnic. As dayss passed my maturity levels have increased. I started examining myself. I was shocked to see a price tag on me. "Oh god! [We gadgets have different gods. They'll be like satellites] I am price tagged. Am I there here to be sold. Am i gonna be a slave for someone!" These thoughts kept lingering over my mind. I experienced how one would feel if he is price tagged. I found what mental anguish is. We gadgets too have emotions. Many doesn't know that. They misuse us. Days passed. One day I found a guy with spectacles and Spiky hair. My nerves got tingled. Sorry I don't have nerves. I have circuits. A strange feeling mixed with happiness and fear creeped over my smooth black shining frame.I forgot to tell you. I am handsome. Awesome too !!! That guy came and asked for a 500gb hardisk. That idiot(shop owner) threw me onto the table. I felt joy that I am leaving this place. That Mr.Spiky appeared to be a nice guy. "I am going to a good family" I thought. Suddenly I chanfged my opinion from Mr.Good spiky to Mr.Bad spiky. He started bargaining me. I screamed"Take me. Give him more. I'll do better than you think..... Give him more!!!!" I came to know later that my vocal frequency doesn't come in the audible frequency of a human being. that Mr. Bad spiky bargained hamdsome me. "He and his spikes should go to hell" I cursed.I came with him to his dirty filthy room. That's the place where i met my lifelong buddies Dell vostro 1500 and Reliance net connect broadband+. I was christened that day "My idiosyncratic traits". "Nice name" said Mr. Vostro. I loved it. I started loving Mr.Bad spiky. He became Mr. Lovely spiky. Few days he used me less. I worked less. I thought this to be my life. As days change, people change. That's the obvious truth. He became Mr. Busy spiky. He kept me busy too. I hate this busy spiky and busy me. I love rest. I missed it. He kept loading all the useless stuff into me. My friend vostro always laugh at me. It's more embarassing. He rents me sometimes. That's awkward. I started going to new places. They mishandle me. New gadgets there abuse me. Once a PC named Bob's PC tried to abuse me. I started screaming "I am a man too! We are bros." It too screamed "Ya sorry! I lost my patience due to my insane master 'BOB'.". "My master is insane too." said I. "I think master means insane" said he. Days passed. Mr.Busy spiky became Mr.More busy spiky. I got overloaded and stopped responding. "Am i senile? Am I dying? Or am i being killed?". These thoughts reeled in my brain. Sorry my processing circuits. I suddenly entered coma. My master tried a lot to heal me. Finally my mini usb opening got herniated into me. My solder got detached. It was painful. My master with his friend tried to open my case. they got a nail cutter instead of my screw driver and broke me. "You idiot" spiky. You are killing me. Take me to a good doctor. You are not a hardisk hippocrates. I want to live" I screamed. They scratched my case. I am no more handsome. He tried to apply insurance(warranty). They are not goona take me. Finally,, sorry pre finally my master bought a new case and made a complete case replacement. That's a simple technique than i thought to be. That new case was weak and ugly too!!. It's getting heated quickly. Doctors call this Hyperthermia. I came to know this through a book stored in me. That's a funny small book named Harrison's. Again my body got damaged. I was advised a complete bed rest till my master gets enough money to buy me a new case. I need a complete SATA body case replacement. Please fund my master. I want my oldendays back. I miss that funny stuff.
-My Idiosyncratic traits
6/7/2011one fine evening... No it's not. One nostalgic evening, I entered Raj Kamal electronics, a sweaty small place. Sorry ! I forgot to introduce myself. I am..!!. wait i'll tell my real name later. My name when i was born is Seagate 500gb External hardisk. As i entered that place, I opened my eyes to see many of my fellow gadgets there. Hardisks headsets,pendrives etc. I was too innocent then. I thought that i came there for a picnic.Days went on, still i was there in that lousy, scary place. It can't be a picnic. As dayss passed my maturity levels have increased. I started examining myself. I was shocked to see a price tag on me. "Oh god! [We gadgets have different gods. They'll be like satellites] I am price tagged. Am I there here to be sold. Am i gonna be a slave for someone!" These thoughts kept lingering over my mind. I experienced how one would feel if he is price tagged. I found what mental anguish is. We gadgets too have emotions. Many doesn't know that. They misuse us. Days passed. One day I found a guy with spectacles and Spiky hair. My nerves got tingled. Sorry I don't have nerves. I have circuits. A strange feeling mixed with happiness and fear creeped over my smooth black shining frame.I forgot to tell you. I am handsome. Awesome too !!! That guy came and asked for a 500gb hardisk. That idiot(shop owner) threw me onto the table. I felt joy that I am leaving this place. That Mr.Spiky appeared to be a nice guy. "I am going to a good family" I thought. Suddenly I chanfged my opinion from Mr.Good spiky to Mr.Bad spiky. He started bargaining me. I screamed"Take me. Give him more. I'll do better than you think..... Give him more!!!!" I came to know later that my vocal frequency doesn't come in the audible frequency of a human being. that Mr. Bad spiky bargained hamdsome me. "He and his spikes should go to hell" I cursed.I came with him to his dirty filthy room. That's the place where i met my lifelong buddies Dell vostro 1500 and Reliance net connect broadband+. I was christened that day "My idiosyncratic traits". "Nice name" said Mr. Vostro. I loved it. I started loving Mr.Bad spiky. He became Mr. Lovely spiky. Few days he used me less. I worked less. I thought this to be my life. As days change, people change. That's the obvious truth. He became Mr. Busy spiky. He kept me busy too. I hate this busy spiky and busy me. I love rest. I missed it. He kept loading all the useless stuff into me. My friend vostro always laugh at me. It's more embarassing. He rents me sometimes. That's awkward. I started going to new places. They mishandle me. New gadgets there abuse me. Once a PC named Bob's PC tried to abuse me. I started screaming "I am a man too! We are bros." It too screamed "Ya sorry! I lost my patience due to my insane master 'BOB'.". "My master is insane too." said I. "I think master means insane" said he. Days passed. Mr.Busy spiky became Mr.More busy spiky. I got overloaded and stopped responding. "Am i senile? Am I dying? Or am i being killed?". These thoughts reeled in my brain. Sorry my processing circuits. I suddenly entered coma. My master tried a lot to heal me. Finally my mini usb opening got herniated into me. My solder got detached. It was painful. My master with his friend tried to open my case. they got a nail cutter instead of my screw driver and broke me. "You idiot" spiky. You are killing me. Take me to a good doctor. You are not a hardisk hippocrates. I want to live" I screamed. They scratched my case. I am no more handsome. He tried to apply insurance(warranty). They are not goona take me. Finally,, sorry pre finally my master bought a new case and made a complete case replacement. That's a simple technique than i thought to be. That new case was weak and ugly too!!. It's getting heated quickly. Doctors call this Hyperthermia. I came to know this through a book stored in me. That's a funny small book named Harrison's. Again my body got damaged. I was advised a complete bed rest till my master gets enough money to buy me a new case. I need a complete SATA body case replacement. Please fund my master. I want my oldendays back. I miss that funny stuff.