My Toothbrush

I am very possessive about my toothbrush. Though it is not very different from it's kinds, same bristles, same plastic, still i am very attached to
it. I bought this one at a place called Team Juice at trivandrum. Every morning when i brush my teeth i am reminded of a series of events. Arrival at trivandrum, the shock at seeing ARUVI, the pleasure at seeing Kovalam, the first day at office, the top floor canteen, the barottas, the night shows, sharmaji's paranthas which kept us alive...(not to forget chutneys), aruvi rooftop parties, POLICE, swagat bar, the HDFC atm, Ariya jyoti, The project mates, the trip to ponmudi ...the dangerous waterfall trek, the trip to moonnar and the night at the hotel and the morning afterwards (hic.) ...narial paani, badminton tounament i lost, charu sharma's quiz, The DIRTY AD -MAD we did...., the badminton tournament we won, the terrifying Hostel shift..., the chetta shop and the horlicks, the kenton leisure suites, the booze there..., the technopark club and mani ,the waiter there....night outs with friends .. night before mid term... night before MATC....and the leaving time......
So you know next time i am brushing my teeth i am not just doing that...i am taking a trip down memory lane....
p.s. ...i know that toothbrush is pretty old ... but can i just keep it for old times's sake??please...