A record of sorts on my birthday ! Those who are prepared for a long read...
I was one among the unfortunate few who had participated in the event. I went there as an enthusiast and expecting a fun day what with Maruti organizing the event and having had people call me about 6-7 times on Friday wanting to confirm my participation. Worst part was that I had tagged along my wife and 5 year old daughter to the event. I reached the venue at 8.20 a.m to be tagged as Car No.504. I lined up behind a sea of other swifts and must admit that it was quite a sight ! I was shown the direction to the breakfast stall and the 3 of us were treated to some yummy and piping hot south indian breakfast. So far so good. I went around enquiring on the registration process and was told that I could wait in my car and the organisers would come to me for registration. So I went to my car and waited...and waited......and waited. The Chennai heat was acting up and I had to increase the A/c blast from 1 to 2 to 3 and then to 4. And then it was 11.30...I went looking for refreshments (they were handing out Nimbu's earlier) only to find that they had run out of stock. So we began sipping from my daughter's water bottle. I noticed some blue colored kit bags being handed over to some of the cars in the lane next to mine and thought things are moving. Half an hour later, I find cars scrambling for positions from across all lanes, all of them trying to squeeze into a 2 car wide opening..I wonder whats happening, ask around and am told I need to pick up a packet from the organisers desk. I head there and am zapped to find a cart load of numbered packets heaped on a desk. I was told to look out for packet No.504 from the bunch. I did find it after a 10 minute search and saw that it contained a couple of stickers with Competition (?) No.504 on it. I quickly pasted the stickers onto the car and joined the mayhem in getting past that 2 car wide opening. Yay ! I got through and after a short drive, am in pit lane.
Pls join me as I take you through a flying lap
15 mins in pit lane and we are finally let loose on track...and when the cars were let loose on the track, all hell broke loose...there were wannabe schumi's, alonso's and the kind all over, cutting across each other, handbrake manoevers and all. C2 and a couple of cars went off...and they were in no mood to let go of their "positions" and were racing along the grass in excess of 80 & 90. There were a couple of wise ones who had parked their cars right "on" the corners and one bold one in particular who was attempting to park his car diagonally on the track and take a pic ! Mayhem till just before the bridge complex where all 600 odd cars had lined up behind each other, to the left, right and centre of the track. I noticed that there was not 1 single official in sight to direct or prevent the cars from this unruly behaviour. And then we waited...and waited...and none of the cars were even inching forward. Its 1.15 p.m (a good one hour wait under the blazing hot sun right on the track) and I notice a few guys ready to break open the gate at the exit of the bridge. Some senior officials from Maruti arrive at the gate and soon they are surrounded by a mob of furious swift owners demanding to know why the cars arent moving forward. The officials dont seem to have the answer. All they say is "people who want to leave can leave through this gate but no vouchers or any thing at all for them" I immediately saw about 30+ cars exit the gate like bats out of hell. "What the heck ?" I thought. "I'm a proud owner of a swift and I'm here to help Maruti create a record. I didnt wait all this long to quit now !" And so I decided to wait...and wait...moving like one inch in half an hour. My wife and daughter were totally restless, hungry & thirsty. I could notice people in other cars with aged parents & infants, all just as restless as my people were.
It was 2.20 when I could exit by the first gate after entering the pit lane. There were security guards directing the cars out but no official in sight. But quenching our thirst and hunger were now top priority and so I decided to give a hell to the fuel/amusement park coupons /Record Certificate and so revved out.
I saw our McLaren1885 with his baleno on my way out but was too tired and exhausted to even stop to talk (if you're reading this, sorry buddy !)
Something went wrong..actually almost EVERYTHING went wrong...terribly wrong. And Maruti albeit unintentionally, has ended up completely messing up the goodwill of a 600+ swift owners who would have probably otherwise had a relaxed Sunday in the comfort of their homes.
But the bottom line is that as I hit the highway on my 1 year old DDIS, I was smiling again ! |