The apartment parking slot. The kid saw him parking the two-wheeler, and asked, in all innocence “Uncle, why don’t you have a car?”. He smiled. The kid continued “I have one. All my friends have too. Only you don’t have.” He knew the kid felt sorry for him. He felt sorry for the kid too.
until next time, mere pas gaadi hain, bungalow hain….. 🙂

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