Yes, he names so everything. Even his instagram page. Ewwww. I have heard about it so much that I couldn’t think of any other name for this post. Ah, and who cares he loves it and has something to return in favor, after all, we have been together. At least, I came into existence for him. He had been lovely taking care of me and my car all the time.

Sep 16, 20:38.

I was sitting on the document and looking anxiously at this man while he is signing which could probably be the agreement to take me over from my dealer. I hear him saying it’s his first car and poor guy, signing all unnecessary offers to take good care. Of course, it’s good for us. So it all started………

My first car
The day I am home…

On a bright day when José Luis received his first call of the day and wished Hola Como Estas chewing his almuerzo. I knew I might be ready for my expedition as I am next on the list. He started putting us together soon and placed a card showing – Reserved for Mr.Pinjerla, I only hoped for good hands. Then we are all set to travel miles farther.

Perfectly loaded in the truck at Salamanca, Mexico along with a few of my other friends. All set for a bumpy long ride but driver gotta take us safe unless he wanna lose his job. So I am gonna take a long nap probably for 68 hours before Mr.Pinjerla zooms me the Mazda style with his skills. Along the way once I woke up and I knew we are in Texas seeing all hats and shotguns around and sure don’t wanna encounter any unwanted scenes, slept again.

Next is Chicago, one of the prettiest cities I heard. I am gonna live here if Mr.Pinjerla does. Hope he is. Sep 14 before sunrise, we arrived in Continental Mazda, Naperville. It’s a beautiful suburb. Clean and Green. I am a bit jealous of beautiful BMWs on left and ravishing Range Rovers on right but we got our own style. SKYActiv technology is our secret to zooom-zooom and I am sure Mr.Pinjerla loves me. It’s a day after when the Service team looked at us for final check-up and on 16th night I am all settled near front door freshly washed and beautifully scented waiting for him.

My first car
Yes it’s just 4 miles to drive from Mexico

There he comes in Honda Accord accompanied by two friends.

He smiled eyeing at me before proceeding to the dealer and came back after confirming that this is the car he gonna own. He made a soft touch, circled around the car, and started pulling covers out of fresh seats and for the first time grabbed me, traced his fingertips along my curve , looked at me adorably, and left me back in my slot beside his seat which he calls it as my couch.  Felt the steering and looks like he is all set to drive me home. He took me back in with him, signed a few docs, and bid goodbye to Karl who sold me out for a good deal.

My first car
Covered as promised..

First night my car was down there enjoying fall climate and I was left on the table seeing him grrrrring and can definitely tell by his smile he is dreaming about my car. I was all alone on Friday until sunset and then had a little drive around Naperville. Downtown is sure beautiful with vintage shops made me feel I am in my 1920s again but only filled by futurists. He held me and had ice cream from Frost Gelato which I hear is a great place and their hangout spot.

My first car
One of many sunrises in Mid-West and East – ISANs

That next week we were accompanied by Audi to a nearby Indian temple and there did what they call Pooja where the priest chanted all mantras, showered flowers in my car and I am sure he wrote something on my engine. Very soon I was given plate iSANs 78, well he claims as his now and actually abbreviated for “its SANdeeps”, oops never say that aloud for security reasons 😛 anyways I couldn’t figure out about 78 all my life.

Starting next day, we have been to several foodie spots- Bombay Chosticks in Schaumburg, Hyderabad House in Devon, Gaylord, Girl and the goat in Downtown and then every other day to his work where he boasts about my car and the pleasure driving it while I suffer in his worn-out backpack  pockets.

My first car
Aurora Temple

Couple of months we moved to not so pretty location – Wheeling and its long journey to work.

So I get lot of rest except weekends. Very soon I have been to Mangolian, Ethiopian, American, French, Mediterranean, Italian, Chinese, Thai, lot of Indian or perhaps I should say Hyderabadi, Jaipurese, Mumbaiwala, Namma Tamil, Kolkatagulla and so on.

Chicago is so diverse and amazes me with its beautiful architecture. I played on sky deck ledge 1451 ft above ground, watched gorgeous views from Signature Hancock center, walked Millineum Mile with Girardelli in his other hand. I hate when he makes me drive  in peak hours on I90 but JFK expressway has beautuful views of downtown skyscrapers.

My first car
First fall for Mazda…

It took more than a month for him to allow a passenger in my car but then I drove Shine, Rain or snow. I can add adjective ‘extreme’ to all those sometimes, yes I am in CHICAGO. He facetimed, iMessaged while driving which made me furious and doubted if he cares about us but touchwood everything is going absolutely great and it’s ok I think I can admire his driving skills.

We been to every nook and corner of Chicago with crazy partners and had fun day-night alone and together. Thank god for good air-conditioning, I always felt good and comfy in my couch and my car is safe with Sky-Activ technology and blind spot detection though he zooom-zooomed but ofcourse a little glitch while on I290 in early 2016, I blame his braking skills and FaceTime. Ofcourse I am safe and lucky me can rest for a while after running nonstop for 9k.

My first car
Pity me…

About 7 months I believe, we moved to Philadelphia with 10000 mile mark.

Missing Chicago so much, we started with fully packed luggage. People here already gave not good reviews about the place, so expecting  a dull life. Moreover, no friends ?. Terrifying.  He said he need a change when we are in Potawatomi Woods, so here we go. New place. New roads. Against all odds, I am loving this greenery already.

My first car
Among Potawatomi woods

Independence week. Changed my course forever. He realized NYC is less than 2 hours and until now (oh ya literally not ‘now’ until last month; btw I am twin brother of narrator and I have to make this edit as I have to atleast keep things truthful after my loss) I have no idea how many heck number of times we visited. Ofcourse it could not have been possible without friends. And there are hell lot of friends. I am full always heavily loaded but these are great times. Sure. Fast and Furious. 15 and 20k very soon.

He has been counting that I have visited 26 states on 25k mile, and yes proud to add Canada to travelist(another iSANs word, anything can go along with travel), that’s a splendid trip. Lovely times in NYC, beautiful sightseeings, pleasant east coast, lovely weather, never ending roads, crazy road trips, overloaded friends, long journeys, all going absolutely fine until that morning. Oh did I mention that he has been taking great care of my car. 5 services on time for every 5k mark, just two small dings but a scratch on front bumper, what else you expect after you park in NYC.

My first car
Beast stands in Second Fall… Or shall I say.. sssh..Its suspense..

5:12 AM, 26412. Friday Nov 25,2016.  

I95N. Speeding towards the beautiful resort Met the Deer. I have no idea what actually happened but I could see startled look with green eyes on his face from my comfy couch and merely went back to rest for a moment as I can never read his face even after driving with him so much but then after some topsy-turvyness, I was handed over to an unknown person. I can still remember the look on his face when George asked for me. Why not, there are defintely less than a hand count who handled me from the past one year.

Later I was put to rest further away from any human being, so couldn’t figure out much and more details awaiting. But then things changed drastically. I was sitting in this service center shelf for three days in totally different state 56 miles away from my worrying twin brother. The next blue day I heard that it is not safe to hand over again to Mr.Pinjerla as per NHTSA. Is this happening for real? Expected this someday close to 36k as we would be pretty much worn out but no so quick when actually even at 26k mile mark we were pretty young and I am sure we can feel new car smell somewhere inside.

Perhaps this might be iSANs early Christmas gift straight from Santa on Blitzen.

May be he deserve better. Like Mega Star preached Aishwarya will always appear in the area the next day ? even Mega Power star showed true love vanishes after a while and finally iSANs himself knew that too much of anything leads to nothing ???

Fortnight later here I am amongst his best souvenirs secured by raho umarless panda and bngrm while my then-owner, now-buddy tucked in his well cushioned couch with Artois streaming westworld in a dark room missing my twin brother god-know-his-whereabouts after his enterprise failed to drive in snow made ice where my Mazda could have zooomed.

He helped me write our autobiography as he traveled all the time while I sleep-slept-slept all this while in iSANs drawer but we always talk and now it’s my turn to finish on behalf of him or moreover like paying respects. Miss you brother. Atleast we both know  we are happy that we remained as iSANs forever. I requested Sandy to click a picture of mine and post one of my twin. He also included few of my car in between when I asked him to proof-read. Such a sweetass [thats not me, I din tell that, always make me look dirty with his deeds all my life]

My first car
Now I rest here.. As always iSANs..

Love forever whatever! iSANs

{Writing inspired by Orhan Pamuk, my favorite style from My name is Red though I am yet to complete it since 7 years but inspired so much to make my quote “Look things differently, Do things differently” since then}

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“Be a Roman when in Rome” is the first travel quote I heard. Soon I realize every place is unique. Wondering how it is? Well that's why the stories here are for. Enjoy reading them!

With so many lovely places on this earth, different cultures and variety of food, exploring one at a time while leading a crazy IT professional life. In short, call me Explorer, be it places, food or IT. See you around!

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