My first mechanical friend

Today, when I was reading a book, I came across something in the book I was holding. It was an old rusty computer. Something struck my mind and automatically I thought of posting this post. It's about my first mechanical friend, my computer.

My computer and I were best buddies until new technologies were introduced. The meeting of me and my first computer was when I was a kid. My dad called me and said that he had bought a computer, I didn't believe him. But when he came home, he really did buy a computer. It was not a very big one though but it was the start of a new technological era in me. I was captivated by the way the computer switched one, how it print things and how the CD tray moved in and out. I used it tons of time every day under my dad's supervision. It was thrilling, but when newer technologies like the LCD, the Plasma, laptops and notebooks were brought into this world, I tend to let the old things go, like my first computer.

Now, it lies under my house, in the basement. I had to left it there because as I grow up, a much more efficient machine is needed, a newer computer. But it was my friend, not any ordinary human friend, but my FIRST MECHANICAL FRIEND!