Utterances on “HER”
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Utterances on “HER”
She left us today.
Four years ago, my father and my cousin brought her home with much pomp and splendor. We even took her to the temple and did the traditional tilak and coconut breaking ceremony, and showered her with flowers and garlands.
It was a delight to have her among us. She took an instant liking to papa, and papa to her. My mother never took her out because she was always too busy, and my brother was never allowed to take her out because he was too young. And at first I too, was afraid to handle her because she was a mere six year old, but with time and training, she came around to be my best friend too.
I remember stomping out of the house in frustration and taking her along with me. She was always ready, always with me, listening to my inane blabber and my load of carp. Why! I even remember taking her to college with me a bunch of times and showing her off to my friends. We all started loving her like family.
No one loved her more than my dad though. She was my dad’s ever-relenting companion and was with him almost everywhere he went. She even went sight-seeing with us to DC, New Jersey, and New York, and boy! was she tired or what! But she just kept going and going, never asking for anything in return but for her food and cleaning occasionally.
And then…..one day, on a dark stormy night, when she was out with my dad, poor baby got hit. Daddy’s little..err big, actually very big girl got a boo-boo.
Don’t know what happened after that. Maybe it was the curse of the jealous neighbour or the raahu-kaal acting up on her. Whatever it was, it made her sick. She started coughing up when we tried to take her out and this one instance even stopped still in the middle of an errand.
Thereafter, we spent thousands of dollars on her treatment trying to get her well, but all in vain.
Then just last week, she and my dad had an accident. Some grumpy, drunk old bozo hit them both. She took all the brunt of the impact and let my dad get away unscathed. Poor darling, she was beyond any treatment after that. We could not afford it. We called the people. We had to let her go.
And they came, came to take her away, big truck and all. I stood there at the window watching them load her and tie her up. My heart went out to her as I spied a tear trickle out my eye. I wanted to touch her one last time, take her picture one more time, take her out, listen to music with her, talk to her, drive her one last time. But she left, and we just stood there watching her go, watching them take our Chevrolet! The lady we so lovingly called our “Chevy” Lumina. I miss her already.
Dear Chevy– Thankyou for being so dear to us all in good and bad, rain and shine. Hope you rest in peace wherever you go. You are very cherished and will be missed and remembered dearly by us all.
An Utterance by Utterly Me at 12:17 AM 52 Comments
This was written when we had to donate our Chevy away. Written from the heart!