By Rohith Bhat (as Mille)
I suppose it all begins when they hit puberty. Before that, cars like me were simply yucky things that their elder brothers and fathers were obsessed about for no rhyme or reason. But then comes the puberty fairy and changes the whole relationship game. At first they’re shy to approach, tip-toeing on the sidelines simply staring at us from afar. Then they learn about us from magazines and movies and are soon self-taught experts on us. They fantasise about having Latin lovers in bright red, or European flirts with low riding tires and big engines… engines…yep, it’s always about the engine size.