The Fabia has ultimately arrived and all that I can say is smooooooootttttttttttttthhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 😉
It was such a different way or feeling of picking up this car vs. Airy 5 years back. Different and nice because we had the little master with us going beserk with his favourite thing – CARS and that too in abundance. So while the father went about clearing paper work, the small wonder went about opening doors, to circling steering wheels, to charming the pants off all the sales folks at the showroom. He went on saying “Kiska car, nahi Fabia car hai” and we repeated “Panu ka, aur kiska” 🙂
It was a wonderful, nervous feeling… nervous because it’s a big step for us as a family and wonderful for obvious reasons… Driving it around the town for the first time, I think I was more nervous. But I am sure this too will soothe soon. We zipped it off for a long drive and I don’t think I have seen Hanu this happy ever in a car… he looked so at peace.
So here’s to many long drives, stories, experiences, feelings, adventures, road trips and nooks waiting for us to disover with the FABIA.
The pose never changes 🙂
When I was growing up I never imagined owing a car. I didn’t know how to cycle, so owing a bike for myself was also out of question, so basically I wasn’t ever imaging of owing a vehicle at all. Then Hanu walked into my life and opened up the world for me and still does. We comtemplated alot, whether to buy a car or look at buying a house ( rather saving for it). We decided that yes, we wanted a car and went for it. It was 2006 when we decided that we were in a position to take that step. We analysed and hanu over analysed all the cars in the market within our budget and we decided that it would a Maruti Zen Estillo – launched newly in the market with its curves/shapes defying how cars should be in that segment. So knowing us to take something which was uncommon, we went for it and bought the Zen home in Jan 2007. We was named him Airy much later on one of our road trips…. because it was just very Airy and after a doggie I knew from our trip to Masinagudi 🙂
I cannot begin to desribe the feeling we both went through. For the first time after getting together, we had invested in something so big, something, we knew would quench our thrist of getting on the raod and going anywhere………and we went. Airy took us all over South India and we also went all the way to Goa. More than anything it was the feeling of the “the first time” of anything. Our Airy gave us wings. For God’s sake I learnt how to drive in Airy, bought Panu home in it from the hospitals, went for countless no of drives….. I can go on and on. But the most important thing that Airy gave us was our space of our own. We were the two of us in it, no matter what. Even when we went out for drives with Panu, it was still a place where we could speak about anything or just be blissful in its silence. Airy was our car in the truest sense of it. It was very special so many things that I havent even written about…. Cars will come and cars will go but the feeling of Airy will always be there in our hearts. So as I told Airy today when they came to take thim – “take care, my little buddha where ever you go but remember you will always remain in our heart as our first car that gave us wings and a taste of the road… that feeling will go on forever!”
Goodbye and thank you — Our Airy.
Panu has a ritual which he refuses to abandon i.e. crying for the first 5 minutes when I am drop him to school. Aches my heart to leave my only son, mere akho ka tara…. Ma ka dulara (okay, I know I am getting dramatic) crying the way he does. I have had conversations with his teacher – who tell me to ignore it (!) or “it will pass”. Conversations with Hanu who is as clueless as me as to why he has been doing this. He cries for the first 5 mins and then is absolutely fine, as if nothing ever happened and of coursse is a happy child when I pick him up, which is very different from earlier (more painful dropping and picking up days!)…
The wait is over. Yesterday, as usual, I was strengthening my heart when I handed him over to his teacher, and viola! he didn’t cry 🙂 I turned, smiled and looked up at heaven and said “thank you GOD”. Called up Hanu and Ma and they had the same reactions. Today I was again preparing for the same crying, being conservative about yesterday being a fluke, when my sweet wonderful grown up big boy went to the teacher without crying. Yay… the heartache is over, he has settled…
Should be happy, but actually had tears in my eyes. Lil’ fellow is growing up … too soon!
Edited to add: It has been 2 months or so from when I wrote this. It is now March `11 and 5 days to go before Panu ends his academic year(!). He started crying two days after I wrote the above post and finally stopped the day he turned 2 1/2 yrs. I can safely say, now the wait is over for good and I’m so very glad… 🙂
It took me sometime to get to this place. The place where I feel I can write again. Yes, its been a while since I wrote to someone, about something or someone… but now it feels right! Hanu always told me that I should write because he enjoyed my letters to him when we were far apart from the days we were dating. So here I am opening up myself to myself… Its exciting, a little nervous, but most importantly it something I am looking forward to. I see this space right now as a means of expressing myself in many aspects – as a woman, friend, daughter, wife and of course a mommy. I want to be able to come back here and relive all these wonderful days…
Yup, I am a proud mommy of a wonderful 1.5 yr old boy for whom we coined the name “Panu” – its unique because its an amalgamation of what we call each other with an extra dose of love! Yes, its that original our son…
I am a new working mom – its important to add “working” here, because have my share of battles within and outside to “manage” things. Will focus on that sometime later.
I have a life “touch wood” which I love, with many people around me who I respect,love and can’t do without.. each of them have a very special space in my heart. This lovely life has one special man whom I call Hanu… BTW, he calls me the same! Don’t ask me how we managed the same name for each other, but then these things just happen 🙂
Look forward to making this space my space where I am mama and much more…