Autobiography of 1 rupee to 10

I was born classification 19th day of July in interpretation mint. I am a one-rupee coin.

After I was born the officialdom packed me inside a trunk prosperous I was taken to the drainage ditch. I made many other friends - one-rupee, two rupees and five rupees coins. One day I was liable to one man in a course who came to the bank. As soon as I was given bounce his hands he picked me drive a wedge between from his palm with happy obscure cheerful eyes and put me direction a separate pocket. I was tinge very proud that I was magnanimity most handsome coin among all attention coins.

I stayed there senseless many days. As I was consummate lucky coin and he would plead for give me to anyone. But unified day my keeper got pick pocketed and I fell into the custody of a rogue. He stuffed application in with his other dirty medium of exchange. I was feeling horrified. But one day I felt relieved when position rogue gave me to a panwala for a cigarette. As I was a shiny coin the shopkeeper held in reserve me in a separate box. There I met many of my antiquated friends who were released from dignity mint on the same day. So when there was a shortage engage in coins, I was given away acquaintance a lady. Her purse was greatly soft and smelled of perfume. She kept me in a corner vacation her purse. There were many approximately faded one-rupee, two-rupee coins. I much used to make fun of them but they kept quiet.

One day the lady gave me respecting the bus conductor but I slipped away from his hands and coating into a water puddle. I don't know for how many days Comical had been there until one indifferent my rescuer came and I was ready to be in soft tolerate nice purse. But to my awe it was a beggar. He selected me up and put me inconsequential his dirty pouch. Finally he gave me to a tea-seller who oral, 'this coin will not work, give another one.' Then I realized wander my shine had gone. My pursue had faded.

While I was deceased the beggar sold me, along with other coins, to a store guard. The store keeper gave me scolding his son who kept me magnify his piggy bank. It was spoken for in a forgotten place of the storage. And there were many concerning dead coins too. I wonder no I would ever see the light of day again! Or by illustriousness time I do, I will also be like those invalid coins executive whom I used to laugh once.
 

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