Have you been in a sitaution like this- that you are buying ice-cream an suddenly a car rolls by, and you stand froxen to the spot? Yeah? So what was it- a hot Audi, a die-for sports car? Something like it happened with me.
I recently went to a posh colony in Noida (This is in India). And I just glanced to the driver’s side and my goodness! You have GOT to see this!
I got to tell you what an Ambassador is first.
The Hindustan Ambassador is a car that has been India’s littel pride since 1958. Now redundant, it is used mostly for Government purposes only, and that too basic transportation. It is WHITE. It is cute. And it is certainly not this-
Maybe non-Indians won’t enjoy this as much as I am, it being a big deal here, because we usually associate Ambassadors with “old fashioned” and JLT cars. But NOT this!
And here’s a pictuer I took in teh dark. See how it glows! I swear, no added effects! God, how I managed these pictures! Because you never know who might turn out to be a snob in Noida.
And the winner…. hold your breath! I loved loved loved this part of the car! And pat my little head, because I GOT this picture.
Sigh. I love life. 😀
It’s great what we do subconsciously sometimes. I was just going through the list of my posts on this blog, and noticed how my entries lately have been starting with an S… 3 posts and 1 draft! I just HAVE been feeling a little S-ish lately… I even selected a book whose name started with an ‘S’ over one whose didn’t, when I couldn’t decide which to read first! (Dear writers, I know that is painful.) But this was only temporary. (I am more on ‘P’s now… Oh! The title of this P-for-Post!)
On a more permanent level, there are certain ‘patterns’ that people tend to feel more inclined with… Like how lemon flavour sells cozier than, say, peach. Be it souffles or sodas.
Like contemporary is a more “like-able” dance form than, say, krumping. There are certain things that just seem to gel better, and faster. And liked more. Similarly, there is a certain connect all of us (except Scrooge of course) have with the colours blue, and pink. An unexplainable link, that I believe is drilled only too deep to fathom.
“Blue is for boys, and Pink is for girls” has been battled enough already. But still, an easy 90% of baby clothes are blue or pink, with the merciful intervention of the yellow colour now. Moreover, pink has so much become a symbol of ‘prettiness’ that girls immediately become ‘soft’ and ‘feminine’ (yikes!) wearing it, and lately as boys have picked it up too, it makes them ‘sensitive’ and ‘subtly hot’ (double yikes)!
Also, I have successfully noted for three years now that after Holi (those who don’t know what that is, do a Google search or just live with ‘festival of colours’ please), the most prevalent colours, even after all the washing and scrubbing, are Pink and Blue! Okay, this is less with the psychology we were talking about, prbabaly science, but it is a fact!
Pink and Blue might just be ONE component of this ‘mystery’… Why do we do all we do? Why do we say all we say?… But it IS that some things just ARE drilled in. Like they are “our thing”. Like we have known them forever and period.
Do you know any more stuff that hooks on like this? Let me know. 🙂