I just bought a new car …
not a ca..aar, and not one of the three brands...Audi, BMW, Mercedes in the salon category or a Lexus …A brute ...amongst the S.U.V ‘s. that the "Arrived" residents of my complex own ....
I brought home a Honda City…
it looks right on me… I fit comfortably behind the steering wheel and also in
the rear seat. The message conveyed is “MID”.
We are a presence without a splash.
I chose a white Honda City…and this brought me back to many many
years ago to my first car purchase …also white, a Premier Padmini (Fiat 1100) . That was the era of the Ambassadors and
Fiats .The Maruti was just stepping
in and on everyones MUST have list….however like the telephone connection, you either paid
a premium to get one or you needed to be high up on the Government Quota list.
How I loved my Padmini . I
covered it every night, personally supervised its washing and cleaning and its first scratch had me inconsolable for a week.
From the white Padmini I graduated
to the Maruti family . My Esteems were in a series of metallic colours. I was faithful, till I
came across a Honda brochure offering red as one of their colors. I succumbed; bought it and drove it home.
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| The Red Saree matched my Red Honda .My back straightened and my chin tilted whenever I stepped out of my car . |
I have stayed with the Honda City
moving from red to a warm silver to graphite pearl to army olive and now am back to a WHITE… thereby proving that you end
where you start …I may not be changing
this car for another ….but could change to either a horse or a cycle.
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The cycle ...my very first.My sister had to bribe me with her share of the evenings desert to get included in the photograph. |
