XYZ 0000! That’s me, for sure! You can call me simply Miss X for I’m still waiting for a name...my number plate. Till then, this is my identity...Miss X!
It’s been two weeks since I came to this showroom. It was a long journey, packed in a dark room with a few other cars till finally we reach our destination. In my case, this huge car showroom! When I reached the place, there were already a few more cars around flaunting their looks. But it didn’t matter; none was as good as me! And this is not what I say; it’s what the people around started saying from day one when I was experience the crowd in the showroom.
Speed, suave and style! That’s how they define me! I think I’m the best in the showroom. But some people around just don’t seem to realize my worth. How do I tell them to treat me with more sophistication? They come and open the doors, sit inside and jump on the seat, close the doors with a bang and fidget with my switches. I know it is part of daily routine and like all others I have to follow it too but what benefit do these people get by playing with my wipers! Don’t they know they move automatically when turned on and not by moving them manually!
Anyways, I know I’m the best. The others here are jealous of me! They are jealous because I attract the maximum crowd. No person walks by me without stopping to admire my oomph and shine!
But you know, the people in this place have started talking that I’ve been around here for quite some time. I hear there is a newcomer coming to take my place!
My place! I’m the queen here and somebody else is going to take my place! Some newcomer who hasn’t even stepped on the road before is going to push me back to the inside of this showroom! It’s a horrible feeling and it makes me hate this new chick even before she is here!
I don’t express my unhappiness but sometimes, when the showroom lights are all off, I think of how the others here must have felt when I entered this place two weeks ago. Jealous? Yes, exactly the same that I feel for this new, yet to arrive guest.
But you think I can live in this depression and complex? Definitely not! I am Miss X, the star of the showroom and I will be!
‘The’ Miss X...epitome of speed, suave and style! Nothing can compete with Miss X. Just wait till I hit the roads...very soon!
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