Like any typical Indian family in the 80s and 90s, my dad got a Maruti 800 in the early 90s. It was a light brown in colour and got me interested in the world of cars and driving.
I remember one incident very vividly during the early days of the 800. My dad was driving the car on the Aksa beach road and it was early days for him, somehow missed a gutter on the right-hand side and there goes the right-hand front wheel in the abyss.
The villagers around were really helpful in getting the 800 out and made me learn an important lesson about my country that day - no matter what trip you take with your car - there will always be helpful people around to rescue you. This gave me immense confidence.
Maruti Zen launched in the early 90s. My dad wanted to add another car to the garage. A lot of discussions in the family about what car to get next. I was very young but a tech geek having experimented with early computers such as ZX Sinclair with programs being loaded off tapes from a Phillips tape recorder and the computer which has housed in a keyboard connected to a TV! This gave me the necessary street cred to take part in all car and tech-buying decisions at home.
I was at that age not aware of handling etc but Maruti Zen appealed to me. It made me smile whenever it went past me. In my mind and my world, the decision was made.
Next on my mind was getting to drive the Zen one day. My 18th birthday was on the horizon and I enrolled myself in a driving class and requested my trainer to ensure that I get my driving license on my 18th birthday. He obliged and I did get my license on exactly the day I turned 18. What a rush!
Lot of memories and thrills I got out of driving my Maruti Zen and the sweet tunes blasting on the Takara tape only made it more engaging.
Fast forward to 2011, I was a freshly minted MBA grad and wanted to get a new car. Zen was past its prime but my love for her still kept me driving her.
I was stuck in a bad role post-MBA and needed something to do in the office. I was sitting in a nice private cubicle and had high-speed internet all day. Started researching cars and came by the Forum - Team-BHP!
So this is different. People here are knowledgeable about cars and they speak about the Indian car scene and have great knowledge - making it so relatable.
Spent the next 6 months reading almost all the posts made on Team-BHP till that date. Maybe not that great for my career but definitely great for exploring the world of cars and building on my natural curiosity.
Posts from GTO stood out for me. The way he went on about the engines being important and his love for Honda engines struck a chord somewhere.
Changed the way I view cars from that point on. I was at a stage where I knew I had to buy a new car and my love for Zen was still intact and the fact that when I started driving cars, Zen was already a little beat made me want to get a fast hatchback which can tear across the city and highways.
Also, I was deep into reading stuff on Team-BHP and wanted to get something with a great engine and handling.
Reports of Honda launching a new Hatchback mostly in the Indian and Thai markets came out and had me salivating. I used to check daily the discussions on Team-BHP and how things were shaping up.
Honda Brio soon launched and got a great review on Team-BHP and Autocar. GTO raved about the car being able to tear down city streets and highways with super handling putting a smile on your face - very reminiscent of my beloved Maruti Zen.
In my world, the decision was done and got a blue Honda Brio V in Nov 2011 which was the launch month. Still, remember the first day I took her out on Bombay streets.
It was early morning and a guy on a motorcycle went past me. He turned back and gave me a thumbs-up. Suddenly, it struck me that this might be probably one of the first Honda Brios’ that people in Bombay would actually see on the roads.
The pattern then repeated constantly throughout my drive. I of course was sticking to the speed limit for the initial 1000 km as per the manual which I had almost read in entirety out of all the excitement coursing through me.
Post the initial km slowly started pushing the car - took her out on a drive on the bends near Bombay. Realized that this car can move and stick to its lane even under intense cornering. Gave me a lot of confidence.
Took the car one fine morning on the Bandra-Worli Sea Link and was able to hit 150 kmph with the engine singing a melodic tune all along. The video I had seen of a Thai guy doing the same in Bangkok the day before on YouTube was true then.
The ultimate test of any car at least in my books is when it becomes an extension of you and this state of almost zen-like meditation allows you to do things like rap with one of your hands and tap one of your feet on the sweet music playing through your system.
Brio was that car for me.
We both had learnt things about each other over time and were relaxed and secure in each other’s company.
My favourite trick was redlining the engine in 2nd and 3rd gears on an open stretch of highway mostly early mornings.
When people or animals sprint they get tired of intense running when they are at the peak of their speed.
But Brio was a different animal.
She rewarded me with a sweet surge of power just when I thought we had reached the peak. I got addicted to this and would look out for opportunities to reach this state of auto nirvana whenever I got the chance.
They say “It is always about the driver and never about the car” - I would say “It is always about the relationship between the driver and the car”
Brio is a real beast in the city - a maniac surge of power available at the press of your feet with smile-inducing handling. On countless occasions we have overtaken cars from 3-4 segments above - it is play for us - of course within the bounds of safety.
There is nothing in the world which cannot be fixed by a long drive and great music in a car that you love.
Brio is that car for me.
I so ****in love my Brio and here is the best part - She loves me back.
Ashish Agrawal
