Autobiography of ‘MY ACTIVA’

I was a normal motor like every one else, was given a perfect style and perfect metal body, brought up by the mechanics of the Honda Company. The painter painted me Gray. When everything was well furnished and painted I was sent to the showroom for sale.

While I was being transferred from my birth place i.e. the manufacturing area to the showroom in a huge truck along with many other similar looking people , I was really shocked the others fellow mates around looks exactly like me . Many of them were of same color and many others were Black, silver, Golden.

I was totally unaware where I was going and so was scared , then I decided to talk with the similar looking gray colored activa.

'Hello'

'Hello'

'Do you know one thing, we look exactly similar.'

'Yes, and not only we too but many other activa looks exactly like us'

'Yes… Do you know where are we going?'

'Not exactly, but I heard the drivers of our truck that we are taken to the Honda Showroom in Sadar.'

'oh..'

'And yes I heard one more thing that we are already sold to someone, so, after reaching there we will be directly handed to some stranger.'

After listening this I was more scared and felt like crying. But it was of no use. I was praying continuously, 'God please hand over me to someone responsible.'

When we reached the showroom my heartbeats started beating more faster, I took a look at the other activas even they were scared, I wished them good luck and was landed down in the basement of the showroom.

On the way I saw many different people, small childrens who were eagerly waiting us.

When I settled down in the basement, a girl with her dad entered along with the manager of the company. I was more scared, frightened and even confused. The girl took a round in the basement and suddenly came near me and pointed her finger and shouted – 'I want this one'. I am confused even now, why the girls choose only me even though there were many exactly similar looking activas.

She went happily outside and at the door she turned and smiled. I was relieved and felt special. After completing few formalities I was handed to the girl. Her father was signing few papers and till that time the girl was staring at me continuously with a broad smile on her face.

Form that moment I felt I am very special for someone and living happily even now with her.