PERSONAL STORIES

MY NAME IS PEN

by Hady Lotfabady
A long time ago when I was a new-born pen I lived in a beautiful place. My owner was a Brutal Ruler who was writing so many unjust orders as he liked to occupy himself with everything. I had to write anything he wanted. I did not like that job.

After a time I was passed on to a new owner who was a young beautiful lady. She liked to write romantic letters to her boyfriend. I loved her writing. She wrote about love, life and kisses on a moonlit night. One day of days the brutal ruler arrested her boyfriend because of this love! He did not like anyone to love anyone except himself!

After that I lived with a story writer. He was a thoughtful man who wrote about cavaliers. His novels were very famous. One of them, The Brutal Ruler must go, was very popular. The Brutal Ruler was angry with him. He ordered the thoughtful writer to be jailed and sent into a black hole for six years! I did not leave my owner and I spent many years locked up. It was a dreadful black hole where so many writers were slaughtered.

Nowadays, I am free and I have freedom of thought. So many of my friends were broken by the Brutal Ruler although I can move right to left as well as left to right! I would like to write about life, love, kisses and the darkness of nights in a black hole. The Brutal Ruler is very angry with me. He is looking for me to catch and break me, however I am for away. He can not be the victor as I am a fearless pen. My friends and I are trying to come to the end of the story that is called ‘The Brutal Ruler must go’.