We were on the North South highway one weekend bound for Ipoh when a swarm of Lotuses just whooshed us by. There were hundreds of them in bold and striking colours trying to outdo each other on the road. The kids were screaming and waving *I waved too* at the not so young guys (mostly in their 40s) in those magnificent cars, my hub was honking and giving them the thumbs up all the way. Just for a moment there, it felt like we were one of them, part of the Lotus convoy, since our car too could be mistaken for a lotus*yeah right* in its bright yellow colour. In the midst of all the honking and waving and perasaning, my son blurted out "...mama, Anin tak suka la keta kita ni. Mama beli la keta macam tu, lagi best." I looked at my husband and then turned my gaze to my children and said "...now, if we bought a car like that, where are we going to peronyok you guys in? There are only two seats and not much space at the back. You have tons of things to bring everytime we take the car out even to the kedai runcit Naleena, like your swimming bag, your 'just in case we go to the movies tonight' jackets, your plastic of toys, your bag of books and snacks, mama and kakak's telekong pouches, baba's 'just in case I can play football today' boots, and baba's 'just in case there's someone to play tennis with' rackets, and don't forget your cushions?!? Silence permeated the air, well for a few seconds before both of them jolted "...iye la mama, tak best la keta tu, keta kita laaaagi best!"
Our car may not be the most sophisticated car around, may not be the fastest and may not even be the sight for sore eyes for many people we know, but it is like our second home, a place we take refuge in. We have travelled a great distance in this yellow refrigerator on wheels as I endearingly call it, all over Malaysia except for Sabah and Sarawak. With plenty of room at the back, the children have often played camp there under a lot of selimuts, did their homework, had their meals, and even slept the nights away while we were travelling. It's our little caravan, our home away from home. From the outside people may view the car as boxy, clowny, silly looking but from the inside we always look at them as people who are missing the most for not enjoying this car as much as we do.
It may not be a Lotus, but we are thankful for our own car, adik beradik kepada Lotus la, called Platypus.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Posted by Wiz at 11:35 AM