Taking a look at my priorities, especially with respect to my Cruze, I find that technology has, indeed, tamed me to a large extent!
Let me try to explain this phenomenon. My first car was the beautiful, sleek and romantic two door Standard Herald. The model was 'Cleopatra' and my friends were quick to name me Mark Antony. Every 200 kms, I used to go beneath the car and tighten the five screws of the coupling that held its floating axle in place. The maintenance carried out by yours truly was meticulous, so much so, that my mechanic, Raju, always used to say that my car was silent(usually, those cars rattled and made a huge racket if not maintained properly) compared to her vintage. And I knew my car backwards and so confident was I that once, I'd come down the 13 winding curves - from Ooty to Mettupalayam and onward to - without the brake, before getting it fixed finally at Coimbatore. Of course, jump starting, when the battery misbehaved was a common affair, especially if the car had been lying idle for a while, which happened much too often thanks to my movements in connection with work.
Compared to it, today's cars - thanks to the advent in technology - have no such hang ups. The Cruze, for example, is raw power straining under the leash. Sleek, silent, powerful are a few of the adjectives that I'd love to attribute to this marvel on four wheels. I seem to be getting pampered by the car simply because driving has become a pleasure.
Have I been tamed by technology or have I become technology dependent? I wonder.
Let me try to explain this phenomenon. My first car was the beautiful, sleek and romantic two door Standard Herald. The model was 'Cleopatra' and my friends were quick to name me Mark Antony. Every 200 kms, I used to go beneath the car and tighten the five screws of the coupling that held its floating axle in place. The maintenance carried out by yours truly was meticulous, so much so, that my mechanic, Raju, always used to say that my car was silent(usually, those cars rattled and made a huge racket if not maintained properly) compared to her vintage. And I knew my car backwards and so confident was I that once, I'd come down the 13 winding curves - from Ooty to Mettupalayam and onward to - without the brake, before getting it fixed finally at Coimbatore. Of course, jump starting, when the battery misbehaved was a common affair, especially if the car had been lying idle for a while, which happened much too often thanks to my movements in connection with work.
Compared to it, today's cars - thanks to the advent in technology - have no such hang ups. The Cruze, for example, is raw power straining under the leash. Sleek, silent, powerful are a few of the adjectives that I'd love to attribute to this marvel on four wheels. I seem to be getting pampered by the car simply because driving has become a pleasure.
Have I been tamed by technology or have I become technology dependent? I wonder.
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