The Metalmorphosis Diary: Squeeze Please!

The day started normally. Thank goodness he did not call me a hulk today, else I would have really thrown a fit. He seems to be in a good mood today, plugging in the I-pod to the music system and listening to “Cloud Number Nine”.

He seems to have a click in his heel today. The rain pours down on the windshield and he sings as though he were Bryan Adams himself.

Hey start off the wipers would you, I wouldn’t be able to see otherwise. There he goes again, cutting through every lane and by lane possible. I really wonder if he ever follows the rules. My quick steering and thin build, helps him cut through traffic. He pays the toll and startles the Security Guard as he sings the number aloud.

He takes the change and honks as he passes the bikes around me. The hulks suddenly changed to a more docile creature it looks like. Let me adjust the volume for him. When he goes faster I increase the volume automatically and when he slows down, the volume gets adjusted accordingly. "You really understand me, don’t you?"are the words that pop out of his mouth and I wish I could honk in appreciation.

There is a bit of traffic today but not as much as yesterday for sure. It’s a glide of a ride today but well the day hasn’t ended and lunch times closing in. So another ride is on the cards.

Yes, he takes a detour, He rides thorugh a small hill, a place not known to many. He rides amidst the foliage and thr green just camoflages me. Yes we both are on cloud nine.

We’ve reached office now and the usual forgetting drill has begun. I’ll keep you posted about the rest of the day. Share your comments about me and my siblings. Would like to know what they’re upto and how they are changing your lives. Keep me posted and i’ll do the same.

Yesterday I was all alone till the wee hours of the morning waiting in the parking lot to be picked up by the Hulk. I was so mad at him, how can he ignore me like this? But then I saw him tired and his mood too was a bit out of place. Bad day at office I am sure. He sits down, heaves a sigh of relief and starts the engine. I take him home safely and suddenly he says, “I’ll take you out tomorrow morning." Well I only hoped these promises would be fulfilled because now I know how hulks are.

The day begins at 6:00 am and he steers his way through the empty streets, listening to his favourite CD. He wonders if I need diesel and looks at the fuel gauge. “Don’t you worry” I say, “I good for another 300 km odd” and I show him the figure on my ODO. He notices that and keeps his wallet aside. Where are we heading? He whizzes through right across town. He crosses a few more signals, steers the car to the left. A slight glimpse of the magnificent structure and I already know what it is. What a sight the Gateway of India is in the morning.

He steps out and just sits on my bonnet and enjoys the sight of an endless mass of sea, the rough tides lashing the wall. Uff! What a sight. I hope he plans on going to office today but for him and me I think it has just stood still. He hears a policeman whistle. He sits in the car complaining and arguing how he was not allowed some time alone.

He will leave me at the Service Centre today and pick up my cousin, a petrol variant, but there is no difference among us. Finally, we both speak the same tongue – Ford! I thought, this was it but no he has an agenda lined up. He steers the car to Metro and parks it at a café there.

Guess he wants his bun maska chai or omelette bread for that matter? He has his fill and we move in to the other part of town for the swap. I bade him goodbye (and so does he) as he waits for my cousin/identical twin/petrol variant to roll out.

He sure is in a mood to take me for a spin as he sees me. He says to himself, chuck office for the day, I go there everyday, office needs a holiday from me too. So off we set to do some awesome riding and that too in pouring rain.

He stops for lunch at a restaurant where he thinks the foods all good. He orders Chicken Biryani as I stare at him from the parking lot. I really do not how he can eat in a place which spells ‘chicken’ as ‘chikkan’ and  word I haven’t ever come across ‘Drinkards’. So as I said, he doesn’t have a level when it comes to food. I think he eats what moves. Thankfully I’m inedible.

After lunch, he wants to head back home. He wants to pick up some medicine as well on his way. He stops on the left hand side and I curl up near the pavement. I’m quiet small you see so I am a great ‘getaway’ car (pun intended for bank robbers and travellers alike)

The pit stops quick and we’re heading off home. I really enjoyed the day today and hope that I get to get away soon. Getting out of traffic is no problem, but once I find some space you know how I fly.

I haven’t heard a thing from you guys, who read what I pen down. Figo wants to know. Come on I am not that bad (wish you could see my sad face). Cheer me up a bit by telling me what you feel about me. Lets get the ball rolling.

Hey figo!!!! i personally like you. u r fantastic in city traffic and on the highways too. i just love the way this post has been drafted. good work. great car.....great literature!!!

Day 4

The rain did not stop. Was quiet worried if the roads would be waterlogged but the dear hulky thought otherwise. He had his files and laptop in his hand when he came down. The automated locking system helps during such times and he quickly opened my back seat door and put the stuff inside. We set off to the usual destination. He speaks on the Bluetooth phone function as he drives. He has his usual chit chat and gossip session so that he knows how to deal with it as soon as he reaches the place.

We reached the office premises and he gets a call yet again (I’m so bored of him going on and on about work even in the car, but well he did not go to work yesterday so can understand). He has to go out for something I could see him smile from ear to ear. "Todays another day to cruise." he says.

The rains, the dull weather were calling out loud for some cutting chai and some samosa. I have noticed this, he never eats when he sits inside, he makes sure I am clean and I like that. He enjoys the chai and samosa and heads off for his meeting.

He makes sure that the place where he parks me is alright. He doesn’t want anybody to steal the badge now, does he? I love his possessiveness.

He comes after an hour long exhaustive meeting. He opens the door, rubs his hands across his face and turns on the ignition. “I need some time to think”, he says.  Off he starts again for a journey which for sure I did not know, where I was heading. Its another impulsive ride but well if he’s game, so am I.

Traffic and the population, are things that will never deplete and so I wriggled my way out of traffic (yet again).

At some point in time I showed him that I was cruising at 120. He obviously did not realise and slowed me down. It was pouring and in the big jam that lies ahead, he is directed by another car through a kaccha road. Oh don’t I like those roads. I’ve been designed for this, I can do this, I say to myself and yeah, the roughest of patch in pouring rain. The shortcut gets us out of traffic. Wish I had some direction sensors, I would have just let him sit and would have driven the car.

Evening closes down and the dull day gets duller. He heads off home. Its drizzling and he adjusts the wiper speed and duration. The visibility is a little less and at such times I really long for the fog lamps. I don’t have them. Oh well, He cruises as usual and checks if I need a refuel. He checks the Odometer and trips down to the DTE which shows him how many kilometres I could go before I need my grub.

The windshield gets a little dirty and he pushes the wiper washer."You make life so much simple."

he smiles as he says that. As we head home he wonders if he missed something today and well pop comes the bulb on top of his head, and bang goes his palm on his head. He missed nothing else but the route back to office!

Figo you write a post with such a class i actully wait till you update this thread. Nicely compiled.

Cheers

The hulk came calling as usual. With the weekend around the corner and his office schedule having gone for a toss, he just turns around and says, “Alright, today I go to office.” As he makes his way to the office I see another office car in front of me.

I follow the other car and a meeting point is decided on. I have been asked to follow the other car. Are we heading to office or some other location? I fail to understand yet again.

The speedo reads 110, 120, as we scream past every car on the road.

The hulk obviously forgot that he did not know where he was taking me. He slams the brake without realising what speed he was cruising at. He should thank his stars, I have airbags, else either he would have his jaw on the windshield or someone else’s for sure.

He lets his colleagues overtake him and then follows them into the open grounds where they each take turns to take a ride with me.

One of the fellow members seems to love the landscape so much that he juts out of the car with his camera and tries to get a good shot.

“She’s stable” he says at high speeds. He sits in the other car and I and hulkie boy are sure in a mood to race.

Vroom! Vroom! and we are to be off. We spot the police just down the lane and bail out at the nth minute. So yes they are afraid but not me. Yet the police do not stop them from racing each other on the highway. I laugh all the way because it’s a wild ride.

Cutting left, right and centre they end up at one of the fast food joint, where they enjoy have their stomach filled upto the brim and as they come and sit in the car I can hear them burping in the eternal glory of Fast Food joints.

It’s not a good scene, but well you expect hulkie and his friends to do that.

Office was given a pass again. They pass the office and wish it goodbye and say that they would return on Monday. On their way, they wait to tank me up. Yeah fast food makes me thirsty too. My tyres need some air as well (though the burp would have more or less filled up all the tyres).

Noticing the shutter-bugs in hulkies hand, they pose for a picture and ask where it will be published.(least do they know that it will be.)

I and hulk bid goodbye to the petrol pump and gear ourselves to a weekend of shopping, partying and of course some more jams and swearing.   

Sigh! It’s the last day with the hulk today as Ford will be taking me back tomorrow. But the hulk is in a snoring mood today and he hasn’t turned up yet. I wait in anticipation as it’s the weekend. My doors are unlocked and I wait for the glimpse of the hulk. I can’t spot him anywhere. I see a bunch of ladies walking towards me and they open the door the sit inside.

It is hulk’s sister, but I don’t know what to call her. Before she starts the engine, she checks herself out in the vanity mirror. Hair all set now, she puts me in first and drives out of the parking lot. She doesn’t give the signal and squeezes to the right. A man yelling his lungs out and asks her if the car didn’t have a signal. She does retort by saying, “Why don’t you watch where you’re going?” Well, finally, women are right!

She drives out of traffic and into an enchanted land. Something I had never seen before. The green foliage closing in on both the sides and the road never seems to diverge. The road moves like a serpent through the thick forest. She speeds without a scare as she drives through some turns. The road isn’t too good but she seems to enjoy every bit of the ride.

She avoids the potholes, but they seem to come in her way (at least that’s what I convince myself). Even at some odd turns she speeds and breaks but I do not lose my balance. She brakes at the corner and I respond.  I am always on a point-and-shoot mode. She turns the steering and fires the engine. I respond the next second.

The forest, the rain and the people beside me all seem to enjoy the wild ride. I finally got to see the wild side of a woman (driving wise ofcourse)  As night approaches, the lights go on and she realizes, she has been driving me around for quiet some time now.

Well she needs a break, but I don’t. She parks the car at a small stall, opens the boot and sips onto what she likes. She enjoys it, her friends enjoy it.

The only thing they complain about is the colour of the dash, but come on ladies, it brings out style.

My last day today. I loved it here. Where didn’t the hulk take me? Almost everywhere. Everyone got a ride in me; Hulk’s colleagues, family and everyone basically with a proper license. But I sure miss hulk and will miss him once I am gone.

I sure hope that dodo of a person feels the same for me. At some level I hope this Metalmorphosis worked for everyone. Love you all. Take Care and Hasta la vista baby!!

Most amazing experience.....the read was a cruise and mood enhancing experience.....hope you two get together again soon......you make a good pair

My friend Raj has decied to buy Figo in coimbatore.. i will be asking my friend to view this article and to decide on buying th vehicle.. this is by far the best possible way to describe the vehicle.. thumbs up to the the one who has written the article. best article i have ever read about figo.. it shows hard work u have put in two write suca a nice article...  very very neat and consolidated. in future ihopw u write some more review of vehicles in this manner which makes all the doubts to clear. this on road test is not anyother vehcle review test. cos in ordinary test they just drivet the vehicle for half hour and decide Pros/Cons. but this article is the best cos u have take 5 day to explore the full featrures which makes a consumer to devide depending on his necessiites. I too own a Ford Fiesta and the vehcile is awesome for city/highway driving . thumbs up for the article ..10 on 10..

yes i totally agree with you ashok. I know figo is a good car but by the way the Figo's HULK has explained it is just great.

@Ashok: Welcome to carwale buddy.