Nostalgic about Ambassador

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Nostalgic about Ambassador

A car of yesteryears

Maybe around 1972

An ambassador, a bulky car

We had owned with pride

Pride because of its wide figure

Secondly, an official car of every minister

With beacon on top like a crown

Flashing red as it passed

All the streets went empty

With traffic policemen marking salutations

Its sound made heads turn around

And awed struck, looking at it

Well! That was minister’s car

Coming to our car- A modest one

Blue color, like gigantic ocean

Moved smoothly, swiftly 

On rumpy jumpy roads

Windows rolled down

We all sat squeezing each other

Fighting for whatever space we found

When one moved a single part of her body

With dicky ( no slang intended) rear space to put baggages

In it dumped eatables, chairs, mattresses, blankets and water jug

We all use to go to Drive-in theatre

Ahh! Those were the days 

In little, there was a fun 

Our childhood belonged there

In that modest Ambassador

One of the best car of childhood

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