It dangled freely from my collar; gently caressing my belly as it cascaded down, 

It fluttered vivaciously in the rustic breeze; voluptuously tingling the fabric of my crisp shirt, 

It rose and fell sporadically as I incessantly took wild draughts of ravishing 

breeze into my lungs, 

It imparted me loads of compassionate warmth; as the biting cold air struck be inevitably in my chest, 

It portrayed a strikingly vivid picture; against the backdrop of pure white linen; in which I was adorned, 

It bifurcated my demeanor into commensurate compartments; subtly sequestering

me from being called pot-bellied, 

It granted an uncanny tautness to the scruff of my neck; inundated in me a feeling of being on my heels; and rampantly on the prowl, 

It sometimes provided me reprieve from my running nose; as I blew it thunderously into the fluff; where it settled inconspicuously and contented at the rear, 

It majestically camouflaged an armory of disdainful buttons; neatly intermingling with the buckle of my belt, 

It danced merrily in perfect synergy with my body; as I gyrated the entire night to tunes of pulsating music, 

It revealed pompous shades of my personality; gave my visage multiple opportunities to stand shoulder to shoulder with the exorbitantly rich, 

It appeared as an silken angel; having a profound aura of its own; amidst a host of other garb surrounding it, 

It felt as light as a pigeon feather; yet was the mightiest ornament bestowing impetus upon my diminutive stature, 

It often protected me form acrid sunlight; as I adroitly removed it; tied it on my scalp as a cool and flabby bandanna, 

It succumbed to my desires of whipping; when I thrashed it in free space; producing an ensemble of exotic noises, 

It served as an excellent tool to play; when I curled it into an incongruous ball; tossed it mischievously towards my mesmerizing girlfriend, 

It proved as a towel on infinite occasions; when the actual napkin became obsolete and was nowhere to be found, 

It had been on my persona since decades; providing me that tinge of sophistication that I had perennially desired, 

But more importantly than anything; it had fulfilled my desire of being a complete man; gloriously projecting me to the existing society, 

SO now you tell me folks what more could I expect out of a short stub of

slippery garment; which we christen today in contemporary terminology as an

immaculate tie?