Hi there!!...Sorry I still couldn't figure it out what name should I address you...Master seems a way too bit although I am aware that 12 hours in a day I am under your feet getting crushed under the weight but "Master" I still cannot utter those words to address you....I still remember the day when you carefully separated me from my brethren's just because I caught fancy of your roving eyes...I also couldn't miss how your eyes were actually checking on the lady standing at the counter with amazing contours of her physique... But I was least bothered about all this till the time you picked me up and tried me, sliding your feet...I still remember how well I fitted your feet and how excited you were giving side long glances to everyone on making a proud purchase...
That was a day and today it is another where I finally have decided to voice out my opinion to you...Its been a year now that I have been dedicatedly serving you but please understand that I too have a life span where I cant shine as always...The way you brush me every morning I sometimes feel like screaming out that can you shine your own skin after you have reached a particular age??? So have I, and cant shine more than what I do at present...I understand you need to impress your bosses, your clients and may be few passer by's but why at the cost of a brutal assault on my soul....
Also if you cant keep your socks clean then spare me from the pain of bearing with them for 12 hours everyday...I have become asthmatic just because of the amount of dust your filthy socks carry everyday with them...Please know that just a shiny shoe cant impress everyone and overall cleanliness is an absolute necessary... How I wish I were at some other place carefully handled by someone else than being man handled everyday at your hands..oops sorry feet!!
And last but not the least...why do you have to walk as if you are carrying the burden of the entire nation on your shoulders and that makes you sway from one side to the other...Please for Gods sake cant you walk like normal people do and spare me from the grueling pain that I undergo from the twists and turn that you unnecessarily take to maintain balance in your stride....
Please treat this letter seriously or else no matter how many costly shoes you buy you will still end up getting such letters which carries along with it the pain of poor souls (soles) like us....Still ready to serve you tomorrow morning...!!!
