Early Disappointment

We got our first car when I was 5. My mother described it as an ‘off-white Fiat’ and proceeded to invite all the kids in the colony for a ride. I was disappointed though. Why? Because I wanted an autorickshaw.

I figured dad could sit in driver’s seat and mum and I would ride in the passenger’s seats. We could “get lots of money” by giving rides to people on the way and guess who would get to operate the fare meter?

Off-white Premier Padmini. PAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! I had a deprived childhood.