A Car
I have traveled by cars many times as we have our own private car. One day I was coming home back from my school by car along with my younger brother and dad. In the middle road, we heard a tart sound. Our car began moving slower and was fully stopped after a few seconds. While it was being slower, dad managed to park it at a corner of the road. Then I asked him what had happened. He replied that the right back wheel had fallen flat and unluckily it was the wheel over which I had sat. So my younger brother began to annoy me saying that I was too heavy for which the poor wheel got that terrible fate. I was feeling like slapping him but controlled myself thinking what we would do now. At last, having a great trouble, dad could bring a mechanic to fix that. It took him ten minutes to fix that and I was wondering why dad himself couldn't do that kind of easy work though any man in the western country could do it. By the way, I am thankful to Allah that then we could come home safely.
