One of those longest debates

Like every other home, this too housed a number of debates, of varying lengths among different sets of groups and of course of different intensities. But this one that I am going to list down is probably one of the longest lengths in recent times.

The idea of changing V’s car entered his mind as it has been a decently long enough time that we bought it, somewhere towards the end of December 2012. And people switching to automatic ones and enjoying the comfort of it without having to worry about clutch aspect sounded quite tempting. With these two factors in mind, the quest for the new car began almost an year ago. Once you enter the world of cars, inevitably the factors like budget, 5/6/7 seater, sedan / SUV / MUV, mileage, pickup, engine started playing their roles.

If V was ok with the budget of a car, he wasn’t satisfied with the engine. If the engine was good, the budget seemed high. If both were somehow considered to be ok, issues about parking the car or driving it in narrow lanes started coming up in the discussions. Test drive for couple of them happened. None proved the best in all aspects and only kept adding to the confusion. He just kept taking on the stress. Looking at the stress, we would not feel good and try to suggest something and that would only result in some more heated arguments but not a solution. Unable to come to a conclusion, we would pause the entire search.

This drama continued for months. Aspects like buying a second hand car or trying a hatchback too pitched in. We couldn’t reach to a solution that satisfied everyone at home. New models continued to enter the market but we still stayed clueless about what we would purchase.

Beginning of this year, we tried to clear out the confusions one by one. Since we wouldn’t be changing the car in the next ten years or so, we needed to buy the one which would leave us with no regrets in the future. If you want to enjoy something, you need to pay the price for it. We may have to come out of the comfort zone and work a little extra hard to get used to the parking issues that may come out of the change.

And then things started falling in place bit by bit. V went for test drives, sorted out the budget issues, surfed web and researched his bit, built up his clarity with respect to all the aspects and zeroed in on the car of his choice.

It wouldn’t be a great ending if such a big drama ended with no twist. Wouldn’t you agree ? So on the day of booking, when both V and me went to the showroom, we changed the colour of the car that we wanted to opt for just a minute before the booking.

And then came home the Beauty / Beast at the end of last month. You will have to wait for the next post to view it 😜


Can a farewell ever be easy ?

We have spent more than 9 years with you

We have shared countless memories with you

You have been part of the happiness we shared, the sorrows we went through, the hearty laughter that we had, the fights, the debates and what not

You have been a great companion and ever supportive

You have been extremely loyal

There was nothing that we could complain about you

You have given us more than we could ask you for

You gifted us the pleasures and luxuries that we haven’t experienced before

And when it was time to bid you bye, I couldn’t resist myself from recollecting with V, the precious bond that we developed over the years

And when I mentioned this recollection to A, I saw tears forming in her eyes

Can a farewell ever be easy ?

I am sure you would give lots of beautiful memories to your new companions and would receive great warmth from them too

Good Bye Dear Ford !!!

Kid (or not so kid) talks !

Here is the conversation between my younger niece and my brother.

Niece : Nana, what do you think is difficult, being a parent or being a kid ?

Brother : Being a parent is tough, you have to take care of the kid and keep checking what they are doing

Niece : Being a kid is tougher than that. You always have to hear this : “Don’t do this, Don’t do that, Blah, Blah, Blah“


One more between the duo :

Niece : Who do you think understand each other the most ? Sisters or Brothers ? Obviously I don’t think brother and sister understand each other the most because of gender differences ?

Brother : So, do you think me and your Atta don’t understand each other the most ?

Niece : No, Atta is different. She is little of boy and little of girl .


Me and V were having a not so light conversation but nevertheless haven’t gone into argument mode. V tried to involve A , who has been reading a book, into the conversation. The response from A was : “Nana, I know a fight is brewing up between the two of you. So please stop talking to each other for sometime “


Me and my younger niece were going through some old albums and this was her comment.

Niece : Atta, we are a memory factory. Looking through memories, we create new memories !!!!

Are the kids grown up already or it’s just that their talks have gone to the next level ? I would prefer the latter to be true !