I was on my way home from the gym and was walking idly trying to ignore the mild wind that sent shiverings to my spine. When all of a sudden the most beautiful thing I could hope for was just coming towards me. As if to tease me, it halted right in front of me so I could lavish my eyes looking at it admirably. As it glided past by me my eyes followed it without blinking savouring every single moment while it seemed to roll away deliberately slowly giving me more time to my heart's content to lavish him with my admiration.
Taking notice to the man behind the wheel who was in his 50s I believe, I told myself that one day I would be seating in the driver's seat as well driving a white Fiat 500.Still absorbed with this thought, I saw Citroen C3 passed by at the back of my mind and suddenly I woke up from my pensiveness and asked myself, "What if something more interesting than Fiat 500 crops up later on, say two or three years from now, will I remain loyal to it?"
For now I think I will be loyal to it. I wouldn't want any other car in the forseeable future other than this thing of beauty.
Forgive me but I'm just so crazy about Fiat 500 right now like I used to be crazy about mini coopers when I was in Bangkok.
Oh, by the way, as if that was not enough to make my day another blue Fiat 500 was parked in one of the small streets that I passed by. How can they be so mesmerizing?
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