Life of a Maruti Car

Once upon a time, there was a Maruti car. It was owned by Mr. Sunil who was a bank manager. He easily used to go to his bank and to many other places. He used to wash the car everyday and would take good care of it. The car was a good companion for him.

A year later, he sold the car as he had to shift to Australia with his family. Two weeks later, the car was owned by Mr. Rahul who has a small shop in the main street. He was not a kind man and he ill- treated the car. He was a reckless driver and the car got many scratches and bruises. When he bought the car it was as good as a new one but for the damages it looked very ugly and old. One day as usual Mr. Rahul drove the car very fast. Suddenly, there was an accident at a sharp turn. Mr. Rahul was seriously wounded and the car was damaged beyond repair.

So, from that day on, the car was parked under a tree. It has to stand there in rain, sun and cold. The car wished for its early death.

Life of a Maruti Car

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