They said to love is to be loved back, to be cared about and
to be understood with just no words, for it made me question my “unusual case”
love for long years, made them say that I am crazy, made it unbelievable,
however I always thought that though how strange it is, there is still
something about it that is a little bit…mmm…let’s say different and special.
It all started with my childhood, at the age of 3 was the
first time my eyes fell on her, she wasn’t as beautiful, fancy, valuable or
contemporary as much as her other peers, but something about her just blew my
heart away, dragged me into a world of drawing, reading, fantasizing about her
and her alike; W3W; a FIAT 131, Model 1975, salon, red brick Star; maybe she’s
not anybody else’s star, but she’s mine, she stole my heart since the first
sight, her love represents my age, for her I learned to drive, I saw her
running through, and I saw her with much less life. I always believed that
she’s alive, she’s feeling me, and she’s sharing my care to her, yet with no
single word…
Through our years of using W3W; she has never complained,
never said “I won’t go there or I won’t do that”, even during my teenage when I
was sneakily grabbing her keys from my father’s bedroom, to have a nice
grown-ups’ moments with my friends, she was there for me, helping me and still
without a sound,
The day my father decided to abandon her and to get a new,
healthy chick; after long years of her loyalty and undoubted services, is the
same day our connection grew, and our love deepened, and it’s the day I knew
that she’s hearing me and listening to my needs; she started doing actions like
flattening her wheels in time of our need for her, stop her battery’s beats
when we leave her just to hang out with the new chick, yet deep in my heart I
never replaced her, never saw someone in her place, for she’s not a normal chassis,
she’s my chassis, my W3W.
“On SALE” the time has come, to leave my dazzling charm, and
get some bucks or grants to choose among the shinning lads. I refused and
fought the plan, because it’s not the way I planned, I wanted her to stay, and
bring another just to play, I didn’t want to separate my darling from my bait,
“he’s crazy” I know you say, for a “car” he sings and prays, for “it” he’ll cry
and grieve, and he’s thinking night and day; W3W is not a car, it’s a love that
has been since so far, a life I would
never tell, a story I would never share, and she’s my darling and my star.
One day, parked she was, a buyer came with an interest, to
own my little girl, in my head I had a second thought, but too beaten from
everyone I was, I almost agreed to let go, almost allowed the deal…
And though, she
stayed in the rehab for the whole past year, and she was actually going pretty
fine, and things were getting to normal, but the day he came, some strange
story happened…
In the morning I used her to get to my work, and later that
I parked her to wait for its new owner, I didn’t feel that she was alright, she
was sad and not reacting with me, I tried to know what’s wrong, yet physically
everything was fine…He asked to see her chassis, I politely asked her and she
didn’t mind; we checked everything, all the liquids, the battery and the
electricity were ready and good to go, yet I was feeling something bad about
her, she doesn’t seem to be alright, and here it’s the time to ignite my love,
the moment that always gives me pleasure, the moment we connect; me and her
become one…so scared, I felt she was, not happy of the cause, igniting was not
answered from her side, she simply didn’t respond, I patted her and tried
again…no answer, my heart was almost dancing inside, finally she has replied,
finally she showed that she cared, I acted as if I am giving it another try, I
just hoped that she will not believe that I am abandoning her; so, I tried to push a bit to the front or to the back,
yet there was no response, as a stone in her place she stood, the happiness was
so close to appear on my face, with the words uttered out of my mouth “well, as
you see it’s not working, I think it can’t be sold in this condition”, the
second, they started to walk away, the further they have gone, I looked at her
and winked to her and said let’s give it a try…I jumped in, connecting with my
key to her heart, at first she thought that this is another trick and a new
trial of mine, yet I gave her a little pat, her engine roared of happiness; I
tried to move forward where the buyer made his way, she refused, so made a
little reverse and took the other way, and since that day I knew, that it’s not
a one side caring any more, it’s mutual love…I won’t care what they say or do,
if they try, they can try, but me and my love are inseparable…and on my way
with her I will always make it through…
THE END
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