There was this old driver of a long distance hauler who hated the world, his life and everybody around him when he is not moving. Yeah, he was ridiculously passionate about his job; when he can’t feel the wheels moving under him, he felt the world has stopped revolving.
This gentle giant was the father of one my students. I came to know of him when his son was familiar with the names of so many truck accessories and car accessories. This boy could also drive a car with great ease.
When all his classmates were secretly talking all the rubbish of the adolescent, this boy was full of big dreams of owning a truck garage.
Only about 15 days ago, the gentle giant passed away and suddenly the boy’s eyes showed as if he was awaken rudely from his dream.
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