"Rudra! Aarav!" Uncle called.
"Yes?" They chimed, peeping out of their room
"Come with me" he said and grimly turned away.
Passing confused and worried looks at each other , they followed him to the garage.
"This... Is my most prized possession"
He said pointing at a covered car, the car cover seemed dusty as if it hadn't been opened in a long time.
" a car?"
"No!" He snapped making Aarav jump," his name is Raftar"
"Raftar?" Rudra asked.
"Yes it means speed" he grinned maniacally.
"Oh... Hindi" Aarav muttered," so show the c-... Raftar" he corrected the name before Uncle could throw a shoe at him.
"Yes! But which one of you can drive?" he asked
"I can but I'm not good at it. Rudra does a great job" Aarav pointed, combing his hair back.
"Okay..." The old man walked toward the car and carefully pulled the car cover off revealing a dark metallic blue car underneath.
