25/01/2023
Hanging in the air, thank God it's not life but just a car,
Below that is my bag with laptop in worse condition, it's dead like a door ajar,
Back home, are waiting my mom and my kid for he will soon be back from far,
And his next class is waiting but he will not attend if I am late in durbar,
And while i am still in suspense of what happens next, there comes down my car
With a hopeful heart when I leave, suddenly there is traffic exemplar
* Moral of the story:* Sometimes you just have to get late.