Mr. Cobbler, where art thou?
Mr. Cobbler, where art thou? When was the last time you visited a cobbler? I don’t know for others but for me it has been a long, very long time. I don’t even remember when that was. Yes! When you become a cobbler yourself than it is a different thing, having said that I cannot stitch the entire shoes, I can just repair some small stuff. This afternoon when I was getting ready for office, my only formal shoes decided to give up on me. Just like everything else in my life, this one also decided to quit on me. Come on man, you are the only one I have, I told him. He was like “till how long are you going to drag me? Buy another one” now that was rude. Coming from my only shoe friend with whom I have always come to office. I guess it is time that I bring him a companion so that I can give him some rest. It took me about 30 minutes to console my friend to come with me. He agreed saying that “first take me to a cobbler, I need a makeover.” I said, that is exactly what we are going to do. We