I miss Auto-Rickshaws

My love with the Auto-rickshaws began at the age of 18, when I began commuting to different parts of the city on my own during the first nibbles of freedom I tasted as a college student. I always preferred the independence of an auto (as we call it) ac compared to stifling public transport buses. The fact that their bright colours added sparkle to the drab city travelling was another reason I more often than not opted for this mode of commuting. I had bought my car, arguing that I had had enough of haggling with the drivers. However, in these past few months of driving, I have developed a longing to just sit back, open a book, plug my ears, tune into the FM channel and reach home. Today I dedicate the post to possibly the first love of my adult life --- my hero – the Auto-Rickshaw.