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What If Objects Could Talk ?

May 10, 2023
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By Ridhima Dugar


“Are you ever planning to get off me?”, the frustrated couch would say,

The stuffed suitcase would be like “Stop it! I’m full, huhhh! This is not the right way.”

“Hey, you may address me as a remote. I’m the talk of the town since years.”

“You’ve over loaded me, i can’t even breathe. Stop thinking of me as a trash bin.” The wardrobe must be all at tears.




“Stop bothering me everytime you decide to munch at midnight. I beg you, please let me sleep!” This is how the case of a sleepy refrigerator would sound like,

“I’m highly recommended, you must read me”, the novel kept on the corner of the corner of the room would announce on the mike.


By Ridhima Dugar




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