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By S.D.Sycther

Fan

Whatever says whoever say, I have got a fan and so I am an icon. Yes, I can do great kinds of stuff like the production of leisure and so there is at least one object which listens to me, that is my fan. So let us know more about him. But I am also the fan of my fan.

Charlie is a product of the Usha Industries and it has been standing for a hundred years or more in the room, Maybe the fan was earlier manufactured by some other company but it has been repaired so many times since then that the fan has become a part of the heritage of the Usha Corporation. Almost all the parts have been replaced by the company but it is love for the fan that I have still kept it in my room which can’t be replaced by the company.

It was with me in my times of penury, so I am with him in his times of destitution. And technology couldn’t replace both of us any day. But, with him, my grandfather had turned old, my father then used to enjoy it and now I and my computer enjoy the breeze it engenders. The fan is not consistent and makes a lot of sounds but it has become a habit of every day. Not hearing the sound means someone is missing from the room. When there was the isolation with me, he used to accompany me the whole night, obviously now also, he does the same. The sound has kept me awaken in all the night outs that I have ever had in my life. These days everyone puts in headphones if they have to be in the race otherwise sleep finds them and the rest is history. Sleep is the enemy of all the architects present, they must be very careful regarding their issues with the sleep. One of the features the standing fan had was that it used to kill a lot of mosquitoes with its blade and acted as an insect repellent for me too. You see how multipurpose the old technology was.

The Breeze

The breeze had no match at all. Today‘s fans are totally worthless in comparison to this. Such is the storm of it that sometimes one feels like leaving the world for a heavenly abode. Don’t take it in the wrong sense. But it wasn’t consistent at all, but this is the only aspect of it that one can love the most. Sometimes it is slow and sometimes it super fast, so I love it when the arctic aerates affects my body. Seems the fan understands my mood very well. So there is no regulator available, it was there but after the recent damage, I have stopped repairing it anymore. I have attuned to him and he is on the same wavelength with me. It just doesn’t matter in the long term how consistent you were.

The cleanliness

Well, this is the segment where it loses. The maintenance is high as the parts can’t be found anymore. The blades get grubby very easily. One has to get rid of those heavy screws. It has been 100 years and the screws are still intact and in place. So many cleanliness sessions have been there.

26^th December 2016: Suddenly the bank people came in and I was thrown out of the house. Then something happened which tears explained the best.