Hi All,
My name is Siddiqui Wasif Husain and today i am writing about one incident that i remember from my childhood days.
"Papa i want to drive this car" i said eagerly to my father at the age of 10 years when we were on the National Highway-24 and were going to meet my grandparents,who then lives in a small dist. of UP called "badaun".
Hearing my soft voice my father stares at me and seeing my confidence he stopped the car on the sidelines of the road. He picked me up and adjusted me on driver seat. So, here i was, sitting on the drivers seat with my dad. My elder brother got on to the front seat to make gear shifting task easier for me.And now i was the pilot of my small Maruti 800 controlling the steering and rest other things were handled by my father and my elder brother.
"Start the engine" my father said to me.So, i rotated the key and engine got started.
"WOW" was the feeling that i felt from within and yes, it was me,who has started the engine...yippee.
And then the rolling of wheel begins. I moved car right,left.kept it straight.... it was so much fun.
After some time, my journey ends and again the control of the car was taken by my father.
I really miss those days. They were unforgettable days. Friends, if god gives me choice of choosing between childhood driving days and perfect driving in my youth.
I will choose my Childhood because i miss sitting on my fathers lap,my brother doing gear shift's for me,my mother cheering for me......
UNFORGETTABLE were those days.
Give back my CHILDHOOD DAYS.
