My Dear BMW

Bmw

'Its So beautiful!. I said. 'Its So Classy!'. She said. It was Summer of 2007 when SnS (a.k.a Sumeet and Subarna) bought their very first car. It was a BMW 520i Saloon.Before you go ahead and complain to the Income Tax Department and they come asking about the 'source' of funding, I would happily mention that we bought it from our Neighbour 'Mr Bernard'. The Mr. Nice guy was packing his bags and moving from UK to USA for good. The Key to his career in USA was in his hands and the Key to his BMW was now in our hands.

"But why did you buy a BMW, man ! Its so heavy on pockets. What about Servicing costs, Insurance costs, Repair Costs?". A close friend claimed vehemently. "Who Cares!" was my polite reply.I was confident of my 'desi jugaad' in London to help me maintain my BMW at low costs. I was right.

And so began our journey. The destination was never important (It still isnt). Whether it were the trips to the 'phoren' beaches of Southend-On-Sea or Bournemoth , Or the monotonic weekend trip to Tesco, Whether it was a 30 mile trip to Heathrow Airport or a 30 meter trip to Goodmayes station, every single journey was equal Fun. We were proud BMW owners, an elite class!

The next 3 years, from Mid 2007 till Mid 2010, were cute,lovable,cuddable,beautiful,wonderful,lovely,romantic(all adjectives courtesy Mandavi Sharma) and our BMW was always there when we needed 'her'. 'She' was there when Sumeet took Subarna for routine maternity checks.She was there when Subarna was rushed to Newham Hospital and yes She was there with open arms, welcoming our one-day-old Suhaan, thrilled and excited to give Suhaan his first BMW ride from Hospital to Home.

Time, as they say, never stays the same.I realized that 'She' was getting old and I started taking 'her' for granted.I ignored her when she was in pain and cried for 'Oil , Coolant and Engine Servicing'. She showed some obvious signs but I was ignorant. In April 2010, after successfully passing the MOT Test, our 11 year old BMW went berserk. The recovery agent, when he came the second time, started laughing at me. 3 trips to the garages and the mechanics couldnt 'fix' her."The Engine head gasket has gone for a toss", they pointed out."What the heck does that mean?", I said, perplexed and confused. Ironically, fixing the car would have cost more than the 'worth' of the car. I realised that its time for SnS to let her go.

The Part-Exchange option was the next logical route.Thankfully it worked, and now SnS are the owners of a Mercedes C220 Cdi Saloon Sports SE. Whether we are proud owners or just the-next-owners of this Merc, only Time will tell.

My Dear BMW, May you Rest In Peace.

 

Merc2

Hello Mercedes, welcome to the Family.