An auto-rickshaw driver’s final drive

Prakash had spent most of his life taking passengers to their destinations and observing the flow of life. But today was the last day.

The engine of the auto-rickshaw roared like an untamed animal as it sped through the dusty streets of Kathmandu. Prakash, a jaded driver with grey hair and fatigued eyes, navigated the chaotic traffic with aplomb. His aged hands gripped the handlebars securely as his mind wandered through a lifetime’s worth of memories.