This is me today the father of the three wheeler who got up to the office from the Fort. (Dad said my dad is close to 70 now)

Getting on this three wheeler and passing the lake house this dad said for no reason “today is my last day Mr.”
"Why is that?". " I just asked for it.
"35 years Mr. I came to the road with an eighty-seven three-wheeler in my three-wheels. Now I am 72 years old. Finishing up that 35 year old three wheeler job this evening"
I felt sad with the tone that said..
"Why give up the job"? I just listened to it.
"I ran a three wheeler in front of the court for 35 years." I was a good money search. Searched 4000-5000 per day. Yesterday I searched for Mr 450 all day. Collected money to get hire and applied oil. Not even dinner at last. "
"What are you going to do after stopping your job now? "
I found a temple in Kandy. I can't do big things with age. Thero said to come to the temple with branches. Thinking of giving the food. So I'm going to the temple mister"
"Children are not like that"
"Elder son died, daughter in Galle. Can't go there. She also lives hard. I don't have a wife either. So I am going to the temple because I am alone.. "
What do you do for the three wheeler?
"It's for sale... "
Really that three wheeler is dare. I don't think anyone will take. But this man is dreaming of selling. Thought the man would tell me this story about the real heartache. If it's not so, I don't want to tell this story. Ahhhh another thing. This man wasn't trying to take him down. Said exactly even without the meter in the hire.
(The best part this dad is ready to give up on the face of risk.. It was a good thing )