My dad’s gift to me.
It was the day when my dad gifted a Nano car to me. I was a bit annoyed as at that time owning a Nano was a sign of being poor. I don’t feel like taking it out and often showed weird expressions to my dad.
Unhappy me prefer to go by my old Scooty pep to office. But how things changed. It was Dec 25th last year when my Dad went to Chandigarh due to some work. Me and mom were all alone in the house. We have finished off our dinner when mom complained about light heart pain. I ask her to go to sleep and things will settle. At about 2 in the night her pain become worst and she was not even in a condition to walk. I took her somehow to my car and we went to nearby hospital. Within a few hours she was ok but damage would have been more if we had not reached the hospital in time. That time I realised the value of my Nano and since then I have name it ANGEL. My yellow coloured angel is now my hero. Everyday I go to my office with it and I am proud to be the owner of such a loyal car.