“Nothing without wings climbs like a 1956 Chevrolet! It was a cool winter afternoon. A bright blue sleek car drove in elegantly and stopped just outside the main drawing room, in the center of the driveway.Out stepped Uncle , ever so handsome smart, smiling broadly ‘His smile conveying all his love as always’

Do you want to go to Muzaffarabad?

I was too young to answer that but the blue car was such an attraction that I could not refuse.

Yes I said and felt extremely excited as I would be travelling in the special Chevrolet

The best thing about the car was the silver double steering wheel.

This one is not quite the same

but this blue closely resembles the design.

I was totally fascinated by the tail fins, sleek and pointed and they are distinct in my memory.The red model shows almost exactly what I remember, only the color was metallic blue.

The ride was royal and grand. I sat in the front with Uncle and I felt so secure.The Chevrolet sailed, twisted and turned and glided like a light plane. No bumps at all.Perhaps the road was smooth too.

The ride back from the capital city of Azad kashmir, Muzaffarabad is starkly vivid in memory. The sky was heavily overcast. Not a good sign for mountain travel.The wayback to home town Pindi was via Murree and Abbottabad. Just a few miles on the mountainous road when steady rain began to descend from the dark skies. A couple of miles on the winding road when , ‘Lo, a clayey mountain throwing broken pieces had blocked the road.’The chevrolet came to a graceful stop. I looked up and saw a black piece flying down. ‘Uncle was out of the car in a minute. He walked up to the small mound and started picking up the pieces to clear the way. After tense minutes , under the constant drizzle, the way was cleared for the Royal Blue Chevy to pass.It glided across swiftly.

The ride , the Blue Chevrolet is still fresh in my memory and so is the love life and care of my ideal beloved great Uncle.

Pictures of 1956 Chevrolet Bel-Air …