To be continued..

A scarf, a pair of sunglasses & a convertible would best define her. A red Datsun parked in the garage was waiting for her. She gulped the last sip of coffee, gobbled the last bite of the bread; clutched her purse, the car keys; closed the door behind her. With a perfect poise she opened the car door, sat and adjusted the mirror the seat. Every move she made was well articulated and musical. A performance!

She slowly drove her car out of the garage to the street and stopped. She took her position just like a driver at the pole position pressed a button to drop the car hood down. Full clutch and she zoomed.

Indeed she was the woman behind the wheel, completely in control. She took perfect turns and overtook keeping in mind all the rules. The radio played the top twenty list. Some were her favourites (she hummed along), some bought back lot of memories some she really didn't care. The wind gently hit her face and caressed her hair. It brought with it.. Thoughts!

Shopping is considered as therapy by most people & that's exactly what she was going to test today. She felt alone for the 1st time. Rather she chose it!! She missed her childhood birthdays- the presents, new clothes more so the people. She wouldn't have missed all this till a day before. But today it was different & difficult. As she enjoyed her ride the sound of wind spoke volumes. She was apathetic about her own feelings & emotions. She enjoyed the breeze, the music & the drive. The fact she was in full control gave her a kick!!

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