My grandfather had owned a car since before my father's birth and my father in turn has owned a car since before my birth. So I am sure that I have been riding in a car since I was just a few days old and I am glad that I am not supposed to remember that.
What I remember about my early car rides is my grandfather (paternal) taking me for drives in the morning to Dadar Chaupati, Mahim and some other nearby places which I do not recollect. Usually he would have some small odd job to attend to on the way. Another detail of those trips, he would always pick up lollipops or tadgolas (the fruit of Palmyra Palm, the tree from which toddy is extracted) on the way back. But these are just some random rides from my early childhood. If a task was set to name just one car ride before which I don't remember, which would that be?
I believe I was over one year old, less than two and as usual, the drive started from Dadar, my grandfather in the driver's seat, me sitting next to him. (Sorry people, this ain't no U.S. of A., here kids can sit on the front seat.) There was nobody else in the car. The car - it was a Fiat Premier 1100 model (the one that came before Padmini)- was painted in a dark bottle green shade.I don't remember the entire registration number of this car but a part of it was "4040". The interiors were white and black. The steering wheel had a superb leather cover and had an additional chrome ring inside which would function as a horn. The car had a cassette player too though I do not remember if my grandfather was playing any songs on it during this particular trip. My grandfather was dressed in a white half sleeve bush shirt with black stripes and on his left hand he had a wrist watch with the dial pointing to the underside of the wrist. (Most probably it was his favourite Favre Leuba watch.) But this was not the regular fun trip, it was a special fun trip. I do not remember the occasion, but we were going to Goregaon to pick up my maternal grandfather (Talk of spendthrift-iness!!!). The next detail I remember is exiting from the Gokuldham colony at Goregaon. This time I was still sitting on the front seat on my maternal grandfather's lap. I do not remember his attire, but I positively remember that my maternal grandmother was not in the car with us. May be she was already at Dadar or may be she wasn't coming, I don't recollect that.
The rest of the journey is a blur. It was fun to ride with ajoba. He has always been very meticulous about his things and so he was about his cars, all of them were well maintained and well painted at all times. I am told he was a very aggressive driver. I don't doubt that, today at eighty plus, he still holds a VALID driving license! And that license permits him to drive Light Motor Vehicles, Medium Motor Vehicles and even Heavy Motor Vehicles!!!
My father tells me he remembers riding with his father when the petrol rates were Re. 1 per litre. I remember riding with my father when the rates were near Rs. 6 per litre. If I ever have kids(however remote the chances, it is worth speculating), I suppose they would tell their kids that they remember days when petrol prices were less than Rs. 100.00 per litre. Does that sound too negative? Well lets end on a positive note then, I rather suppose they would tell their kids that they remember of the days when petrol was still being used as a fuel.
What I remember about my early car rides is my grandfather (paternal) taking me for drives in the morning to Dadar Chaupati, Mahim and some other nearby places which I do not recollect. Usually he would have some small odd job to attend to on the way. Another detail of those trips, he would always pick up lollipops or tadgolas (the fruit of Palmyra Palm, the tree from which toddy is extracted) on the way back. But these are just some random rides from my early childhood. If a task was set to name just one car ride before which I don't remember, which would that be?
I believe I was over one year old, less than two and as usual, the drive started from Dadar, my grandfather in the driver's seat, me sitting next to him. (Sorry people, this ain't no U.S. of A., here kids can sit on the front seat.) There was nobody else in the car. The car - it was a Fiat Premier 1100 model (the one that came before Padmini)- was painted in a dark bottle green shade.I don't remember the entire registration number of this car but a part of it was "4040". The interiors were white and black. The steering wheel had a superb leather cover and had an additional chrome ring inside which would function as a horn. The car had a cassette player too though I do not remember if my grandfather was playing any songs on it during this particular trip. My grandfather was dressed in a white half sleeve bush shirt with black stripes and on his left hand he had a wrist watch with the dial pointing to the underside of the wrist. (Most probably it was his favourite Favre Leuba watch.) But this was not the regular fun trip, it was a special fun trip. I do not remember the occasion, but we were going to Goregaon to pick up my maternal grandfather (Talk of spendthrift-iness!!!). The next detail I remember is exiting from the Gokuldham colony at Goregaon. This time I was still sitting on the front seat on my maternal grandfather's lap. I do not remember his attire, but I positively remember that my maternal grandmother was not in the car with us. May be she was already at Dadar or may be she wasn't coming, I don't recollect that.
The rest of the journey is a blur. It was fun to ride with ajoba. He has always been very meticulous about his things and so he was about his cars, all of them were well maintained and well painted at all times. I am told he was a very aggressive driver. I don't doubt that, today at eighty plus, he still holds a VALID driving license! And that license permits him to drive Light Motor Vehicles, Medium Motor Vehicles and even Heavy Motor Vehicles!!!
My father tells me he remembers riding with his father when the petrol rates were Re. 1 per litre. I remember riding with my father when the rates were near Rs. 6 per litre. If I ever have kids(however remote the chances, it is worth speculating), I suppose they would tell their kids that they remember days when petrol prices were less than Rs. 100.00 per litre. Does that sound too negative? Well lets end on a positive note then, I rather suppose they would tell their kids that they remember of the days when petrol was still being used as a fuel.
My paternal grandfather, early 1940s.
Maternal grandfather with my mother, 1957.
Paternal grandfather with his first car, 1953 -
The car in picture is a Hudson Hornet 1951 model.