It isn't just one ordinary car
It isn't just a useless transportation
No one dares to touch it
No one cares to drive it
They wanted to sell it
for practical reason
I wanted to preserve it
For sentimental reason
Its my dead brother's car anyway
You people never knew how proud
he was when I signed the papers
and grinned.. that  brand new car is yours bro..
Fine then... let go of that old machine
and vanish all the bitter sweet memories
Never... ever.. talk again about him
infront of me...
Yes.. I am being irrational , irrelevant
but I loved my brother
and everything about him
is my sentimental value...