Have you ever named an inanimate object? (Your car? Your laptop? The volleyball that kept you company while you were stranded in the ocean?) Share the story of at least one object with which you’re on a first-name basis.
Not always, but I do. I treat everything of my personal belongings like an equal human. I even said sorry to my car today as I went ahead and let it fall into a pit and raced off. I do this a lot but never actually get to the naming part. The one thing I named is my iPhone. My colleague who bought her 5S a month before me – had named it Ify (pronounced as : i-fee).
My mom is very sentimental about her mixer-grinder too. It is bought centuries ago and dad gifted, Steele and Black kitchen set too! But that is sleeping in the loft because mom feels it’s inhuman to dump something that manages to work tirelessly so hard even after 25 years. ! Yes!! THAT old !! But somehow that device manages to run and mom is just not able to chuck it. So just like that, we don’t name much, but the emotional quotient is too high 😀
This post is a part of Daily Post prompts.