Saturday, 20 June 2015

The art of moving



The art of moving 


I am learning to how to drive a car. Non-living things has bonded with the person who manage them. It all about the way of understanding one another, and bond among them never changes without interfere of a mechanic. Man or women doesn’t want an interfere of third person of opposite sex to them. It feels like disgusting life.
                   Muruti 800 it my car, legally belong to my father. We bought the car in 2007, I had the chance to learn and  hold the driver seat in 2015. Yes it a big gap of various personal ego of mine. Let it goes by it.
          Dad asks me to have a glance on him how he drives. As Father was driving the car on smooth area in the road, he turns as the way tiers only to roll in good surface, I am excited of his passion to manage the cars as even though it never hurts. We all never find the smooth roads often in India but my dad never miss small smooth areas. He stops the car in a mud part, I am afraid of my father, will he drive the car in irregular surface even in dream, I look around the place through my window it a playground of circular shape, its circumference is muddy and irregular and its inner surface was grassy one. It’s was 4.30pm a twilight atmosphere no heat and no man there as any time rain can start.
                   Dad faced to me commanded “ why waiting for someone to say do something, it was your time to hold my seat”.
          I am feeling happen to make the driver seat mine. It likes a captain driving without an honor cap.
I prayed to god. Don’t want a rash drive on a first day.
Everything starts with burning the fire. Using the car key, I trigger the throttle, it made the engine to ignite. Muruti engine noise said me I am ready for the ride. Simultaneously my left leg presses the clutch, left hand logged the first gear and then again using the left hand dropped the hand brake.
Slowly I am releasing the clutch, at one point(in half clutch) car was moving.
Car jerks, dad commanded, “ now rise the accelerator”, he focus on the road and one eye on my actions. It was difficult to control the steering, somewhat I managed. “ son, you are on a trial, make sure you are slow and steady.
Yes, dad I can be slow but, how I could know that am  i steady.
“If the engine gets off, you are not steady”, he focus the road asked me too.
It the left turning to make the car to slow I applied the brake, engine turned off. Be steady I said in my mind.
Dad said the same.
I repeated the same process to move the car, except the work of hand brake, next changed the gear to second, car was moving like a crawling baby.
Another left turn, to slow down the car I pressed the brake, engine gets off.
Dad angrily shouted, “ be steady”, and now he focused on my leg instead of his regular focus on road. His angry was raised by seen my legs.
          Son what are you doing, don’t you know the basic procedure of legs while driving a car. What you glance at my driving these many years.
          Dad clams down, yes it my mistake, I need to teach you the basic. I thought of the engineering classes of mine college day, it all start with basic not with answers but with basic questions surprisingly every time question till last.
Dad continued, “ your mistake was using the left leg for stopping the car. Left leg must and need to be used only for pressing the clutch. If you not using the clutch then keep left leg free. And your right leg must be used for managing the brake and accelerator. As we don’t use the accelerator and brake at a time.
Now, move on
Wait one more thing when applying the brake, you have to press the clutch to avoid the engine off condition. Then you would be steady.
          Even though climate was cool, my body was sweating everywhere. Dad had seen my sweating over my face. He advised, “ son we all learn through mistake”.
          I moved on, at last I logged to four gear, top one in my car.
Third left turns, slowed down the car using left leg on clutch,  right leg on the brake, car getting slow, but it were undergoing some jerks. Car turned off.
 Dad starts, “ other basic, while slowing the car you need to be in third gear or second gear by full clutch, so the car would be steady”.
Again I started the car, moved onto the four turn, yes circle had four turns, it also left turn, I turned it perfectly with my knowledge what I learned now, the car was steady.
Dad surprised, “ that was  the good turn son, but be slow, it’s a trial you are learning now, if you increasing the speed you can’t get the control of the car, after getting the control you can do so. I have gone through 10 more rounds, I never make the mistake, bravo ho…
Dad came to the drive seat, now he driven the car to the main road, he selected Dharapuram road. As it was smooth and less traffic.
We changed the sear now, I am on driving seat.
I dried the car for 30 minutes, now the dad get out of the car, he instructed me to take the reverse, front and sudden brake, I did it in my own and alone.
I realized that I am not good in reverse, so I tried for the reverse, while moving 50 feet away from the dad, dad shouted,” wait”, he run toward me. Dad runs on rare occasions, I looked around, did I hit some things or any street dog or hens. No I didn’t.
          Dad came to the car front part, asked me to release the front part. I opened it. I stayed in the car he asked to come out. While opening the door, car moves backward, I forget to put the hand brake. I pulled the hand brake spontaneously car stops.
Dad said it's another basic while leaving the car use hand brake, it avoid the unwanted movement.
I moved onto the front part of the car, coolant water was overflowing, dad don’t know it why its was overflowing. He made the call to our regular mechanic.
I know the error, it because of malfunction of coolant fan, which was not running.
I said about the condition of the coolant fan and it non function problem. Mechanic explained the thing to my dad and asked dad to drive the car to the workshop.
All the process was done in the workshop. My driving session was, postpone to another day.
ANOTHER DAY:
Now, my teacher was my brother, he Was younger to me, but he had the license and dad given the permission to tech me.  As I was well driven and practiced in street road and ground, so we moved onto the main road. I was driving usually in road, he teach to use the right indicator for over taking the other vehicle.
 I failed to overtake a bus because I don’t had enough torque.
Brother teaches me that, “we need to be in third gear while following the vehicle, put the right indicator then increase the accelerator and take the over take by seen the rear mirror as some other vehicle has the same idea. While our car and other vehicle maintain in the parallel condition, now change the gear to top, rise the accelerator, so you can get the torque to ahead of the vehicle.
I tried it and succeeded only in two wheeler attempt. As it was my learning time, I over taken the tractor, not succeed when it comes to bus.i need a practice to use the speed and torque.
          I drive over 24km, I find only tractor to over take.
Driving lesson is over
Now, I am on my own, every morning I taken the car for round for practicing it.
One day I crashed the left side window while parking the car inside the car shield.Let me try to say what I understand in driven a car. It has three steps.
STAGE-1 controlling and managing
STAGE-2 managing and controlling
STAGE-3 moving
At first driving the car, we don’t know the position of the steering, so that we control the car to move in the right path.
At second while driving somewhat we managed , then we do manage the car so by moving we control it path, we have the courage that wherever car can move I can control that the gust we get.
At third, we had enough practice, more gust to drive, and we get the soul attachment between the car and you. If car move we move, if we stops car stop, we could know and will be known that what the car can do and we don’t. Love between the car and us increase it become mutual bond. Now we are not driving or controlling or managing. We are just moving. That’s want we learn art of moving.