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DL 9C Q 9508

"A story of a Santro with DL number 9508.
Driven in a city that had the roads not too straight
The heart got nurtured through souls that it found great.
Those certain coffee dates
Always asked me for some wait.
Reason,
The tyres used to get stuck at the interstate.
Always sorry for being late
And the recovery done with some favorite coffee shakes.
Despite the fights, memories were made
The promises to self of not talking again saw being betray'd.
Those crazy short drives in the hatchback
Always made a minor escape from major scratch.
Driven as if the route was a racetrack
Never seeing the vehicle coming from the back.
The God was the savior, as always
We both being saved by the traffic that got us back home late.
Under the moon rays
Thanking for the beautiful ending of the day.
The diaries that got inked
The pictures that got clicked
Became the memories forever to be kept.
A vote of thanks 9508 hatchback 
i made the memories sharing the space that other wise i couldn't have."

                   Pushkin Channan

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