I wish it was as simple to recharge a car’s battery as we recharge ourselves with sleep, going on vacations, or doing things we like. My car on the other end, in my home country, rests jacked up on bricks.
Last November, I went back for three months, but extended my stay further for two more months. I needed my car immediately for running errands. The first thing I did was to buy a new battery instead of recharging the old one. My thrifty older brother wanted me to take the battery to a shop for recharging. It couldn’t be done.
I had already given it away to my downstairs’ tenant’s servant to sell it for himself. He was happy to gain a few bucks.
When I was coming back, my driver unplugged the new battery from the car. I didn’t know I would be visiting again after seven months, otherwise I wouldn’t have given it to my brother. I will have to buy a new one now, as I have to go for a month, or two to tackle problems waiting for me back home.
I have left the key of my car in Houston with my son. I don’t have to face any worries concerning this car. My son can deal with them if any arises. Masha’Allah! One load of my mind.
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