Hi guys, i m back again. my story is very simple again, many of us hade an auto ride, an auto rickshaw ride or a tempo ride. The people who have not experienced, pls ride it, its an air conditioned veichle, i am sure you will love it again and again.
So comming to the real topic, its an story of a old man, who drive this crazy cart, his love, his craziness, his life, his experience, his devotion, his mother, his god is his auto. He knows how to take care of this 100 pound metal.
It was not a normal day, i got my certificate for the course of HR, i was delighted to get a certificate in hand and when returning towards home, i was walking towards the auto stand which was few distance ahead from my institute. There was no auto at that time so i decided to go to next stand, i walked so boldly and felling in the top of the world, cold breeze was blowing and the weather was so pleasant, it was evening time......
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