Japanese Cars

The expressions on the face of a kid when he for the first time eats a lollypop are equivalent to yours when you drive your car for the very first time. Just priceless. Something that is meant to be relished. The first look towards the car is full of expectations. Expectations few or many varies from person to person, but expectations are expectations.

The new car is like a new born baby whom we don’t wish to hurt. Carefully nourish and help him grow older.  The first step in the car, very slowly and carefully taken, and then once settled, it feels like heaven. It is the car who makes you feel that . You then introduce yourself to the car as if she is some  girl whom you wish to date. The first acceleration, the first take off, and off you go. Smooth as butter she moves giving you the taste every second. Not a scratch that you want, you carefully pass by the traffic. You feel proud if a guy looks at your car even if he is looking at this girl sitting right next to you, you feel proud because you own that car. You are the proud owner now. There is a constant smile on your face as well as a fear. The fear of hurting it, the fear of loosing it.

The smile of a father holding his newly born baby doll in his hands n the fear  of seeing her with her first boyfriend in the future.  Though even he knows that he has to let go one day, but a father is a father. And so are you. Through out the way you are taking the feel of this car, as if the first night of your wedding. Even the minutes’ of mistake you get worried. You get scared. You start cursing the car dealer  for giving you a defective piece. But end of the day she is your baby, you accept her no matter how she looks or how she works. Your  eyes are stuck on the road.

They wont move even an inch, even if a very hot girl is standing on the road. You are very focussed and then you sail across though the traffic to these open fields, miles and miles of only farm lands, and then you question yourself, is this car really mine?  And a reply comes yes i own her.

You start talking to her, even when there is no response back, you start sharing your thoughts with her as if she is your best friend. You start fantasizing that you’ll take her here and there, make your friends meet her, take them for a ride. Drams and dreams one after the other. You finally reach your destination. Safely landed. You get out and then you give a glance to the car. A loving one. And thank her for what she made you feel and then you leave with that smile. No fear. As said earlier, a moment to be relished.