I haven't experienced this before. Not sure if i'll ever experience this again. But it was tough for me to leave her all by herself and bid farewell. As i look back...Long drives, bumpy roads, knee deep stagnant water, Hyderabad summer, unwashed for ages - she has never let me down. She has never offended me. She rolled faster and faster whenever i wanted her to. She was a stress reliever when I banged her doors hard to show my anger on someone whom she hasn't even seen. Trips to Medak, Srisailam, Warrangal, Vijayavada and 30000 kms in Hyderabad and not a single breakdown. Today, am breathing air only because she took a bad hit on herself in an accident two years back and saved my life. Even after the accident she never looked liked she had met with one. She was more a friend than a luxury material.
Tonight she is spending her night in some garage, standing next to so many other cars. For one last time I switched off the ignition. Little did she know that was the last time she is serving her master. If she had senses, she must be thinking that am going to rescue her tomorrow morning from the dungeon. But she is only going to be refurbished and sold to someone and be a money maker for the car agent.
First car is very special to anyone and am no different. As i walked away after parking and locking, i couldn't take my eyes off her. I heard her speak to me. But i had no options but to kill emotions. I was rude to her and pretended i was happy leaving her there. It was an emotional moment for me, after all she was my first car and am sure i will never feel as emotional as i did today towards cars. When i left her alone today, i had nothing to take with me but for the sweet memories of my association with her last 3 years and 2 lessons.
Lesson#1 Never love materials.
Lesson#2 How to kill emotions.
If only she had eyes to weep...
If only she had heart to feel...
If only she had a mouth to speak..
Tomorrow i may see her zoom past me in the roads of Hyderabad with some stranger sitting behind her wheels. Will she recognise me......?
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