Many people dream, fantasise about big things. I don't have huge dreams or ambitions. Not that I regret it. I believe in enjoying the journey more than collecting rewards.
One such dream which my partner and I saw was fulfilled on 27th May,08 when he got his alto. A small, bright silvery machine which was no BMW or anything but was our pride. It was our possession , the most prized one.
I remember the first weekend. Just put our stuff in the car and that long drive to Coorg. Out of all my trips around Bangalore this one was the best. Just me and Shovan and our new car. This was the first time we traversed the "nice" road at I remember 120kmph. I remember how anxious Shovan used to get when I sat down to drive.
When Shovan had to take that car to Manipal, only one thought was in my mind. Thank God, the car is moving out of Bangalore!!. With all the traffic and bikes squeezing through narrow spaces our car had managed to survive without a scratch!!
All my small trips to Manipal, just looking at that car made me remember all the drives, the shiftings and maybe just the pride of being "the" girl to sit on the first seat of the car. I knew it just belonged to me.
But then on this monday, that prized possesion of ours just crashed. I am away from Manipal. I have no clue what is going on but all I want is my car back.
I wish life came with a rewind button. But it doesn't so a person has to just deal with whatever shit life comes up with and look ahead. But when I look ahead I know that very soon my small little silvery machine will be back on its track, all shiny again and this time there will never be a need for a rewind button......
