However, I was fascinated by jeeps because it could go on any terrain and needed guts and grit to drive it and nice brawny arms.
I used to dream of owning a jeep when I grew up and taking part in motor rallies.I felt jeeps were mostly costlier than cars then.
One of my father's brother lived in a terrain where jeep or Nataraj service was the only means of transport .I used to enjoy the jampacked ride with no proper roads, over rocks and pebbles because of the frequent landslides.The sweat of fellow travellers was nauseating,so also the smell of different varieties of merchandise overloaded. With each turn or bump we rubbed into each other.No complaints at all because there was no choice or an alternate option other than walk up the winding steep hill.
Ofcourse I grew up but didn't own my dream Jeep.I used to love watching The Great Himalayan Rally,car races etc
Even today I like watching ATV or whatever it is called making its way through tough roads or no roads and coming out covered in mud and silt after navigating precariously.
I used to admire the man at the wheels and his codriver guiding.I had read it takes weeks of preparation of charting and planning before taking the plunge.
Today when my husband's nephew posts pictures of his traversing through tough narrow nosedives and coming out successfully I feel happy.
I am sucked into my dream state driving and navigating the steering with great precision with my steely hands ,breaking and accelerating with complete control by having my mind and body in tandem.
I wake up and grin because I was not at the wheels.All the same I enjoyed my ride.Dream is the luxury of going everywhere without moving and inch.
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