I found my Diary.. :)

This is how I learnt how to drive..!!!Think of all your good Lords, keep your hand at your heart and do all what your girlfriend would ask you to do when she asks you “if she’s looking fat in that dress” and expects you to tell the truth..!!! well, all this exercise coz what I am about to tell you is something very hard for anybody to believe.The first time I ever touched the steering of a 4-wheel was when I was 10 and my first date was my Dad’s (1960 something make) Mahindra Jeep- soft top (we kept it open most of the times), henna green, size of a match-box to be a Jeep, the windshield went down and an all wheel drive (then, it was such an obvious thing- “Daddy… Obviously, the car would not do a wheelie and move on just two wheels, would it!”).Let me give you more details of my Veronica (an Archie fan me would call it just that, and my parents never understood why). That lazy yawn it took when you engage a gear, pull up the latch from the side to hold the bonnet tight, engine vibrations enough to give your generations a nice full-body massage, the sound which demanded empty roads and my pooch (a big and ferocious one though) with his tongue hanging just over the spare wheel shining black and bright (:P) on my babe’s butt…The back seats were just the size fit enough for a Dara Singh to sit straight , and just trying to add a little more comfort to the passengers (that's me and my brother and the dog, who always thought... God knows why... that the car was his father's property), we added the couch kinda seat, which was basically a seat thingy resting on a tool box.Veronica's heart was not the regular Mahindra engine, but a Toyota turbo which let my Dad attend to his ahhh.. so important calls even while driving (errr.. I know that's violation of traffic rules, but the point I wish to come across here is less engine noise! duhh... )Now as to how were my first hand experiences with Veronica. A 10-year old and you know how to put the first and second gear in this hulkantic piece of machinery was a reason good enough for me to give a ruffle lays party to my itsy bitsy friends.That good girl would just take all the little mischief we did on it. Hitting it from the start in the second gear, making circles and 8s out on the dusty grounds (thanks Dad, the 8s really taught me better handling :D), painting atrocious flowers and smileys on her greeny self and I toh even did paint the side-bars myself (don’t worry, they were black and I DID paint them in the same colour and no girly pink).I could even change her flat tyre by the time our romance was 2 years old and she would just lay with her fractured leg in front of me and look at me struggling hard and jumping up and down the jack to open the nuts. The tyre was heavy phewwww….I would crawl under and fix the jack under the axle just so perfectly and roll, roll, roll my baby went up.A little pitter patter was so the time to take her out. Ice-creams, long drives, the dog and me and my brother holding the big iron rod (the one to support the roof, if you wish to put it) was a sight no Hollywood flick can match to show a happy family holiday.By 15, I was a smart young lass to take her out all by myself and get little repairs done. She was growing old, but never lost her charm. Repairs and servicing became frequent, engine wouldn’t crank in winters, body began to rust and I knew it was time for her to retire.The dog died and she held me. We went together to bury the poor soul. She did really know how I felt and even responded.The family went places with her and me, I had my quiet moments with my love. That silhouette she bore standing next to the river in Nangal or the tough look as she hopped on the sand dunes in Bikaner make me really miss her.What happened to her… Like a nice dream, Christmas eve’s angel, winter’s snow-flake she just went away. Nobody had time to attend to the ailing her in her old age, so they got rid of her.Veronica, if they haven’t crushed you to a sheet or made drums out of our sexy body and you’re listening, standing miles away, old and alone……I MISS U… and, I LOVE YOU..!!!