Water Harvesting in Indore

The recent spate of floods in India has become a cause for concern for many in the stricken areas. While there are floods in some parts of the country, there are any parts that are facing acute water shortage.

I remember when I was a kid, there was a lot of rainfall (average was 44 inches per annum) and there was never a shortage of water. We would run in the monsoon rains and play. We’d make little paper boats (I got my grandmother to make me some) and watch them float into the flowing water. It was fun activity for all the kids in the neighborhood. I still have photographs that show that the water level in the Khan river was right up to the road level near Navlakha and that lakes like Pipliyapala, Bilawali and Sirpur, were full. So what has gone wrong now, that we are facing such water shortage issues. My personal opinion is that we have ruined the water supply supply system ourselves by the lack of planning and our greed to build and usurp land. Here is why:

About 40 years ago, I remember that the roads in Indore had little “Naalis” on the side. These were like the tiny drains on the side of the roads to drain the access water. These then dumped the water into the creeks (called Naalas) flowing in the city, which eventually met the Khan river or were emptied into the city lakes. Since there was a lot of open land, water would seep into the ground and replenish the underground water. And there were hundreds of thousands of trees, mainly in the catchment areas.

Now we have done away with the Naalis by the roads. The creeks are filled with dirt or are covered by land usurpers and homes have been built on those. Basically, we have cut the capillaries and arteries of the supply system. There are fewer open land slots. As a result, all the rain water is wasted. And of course, there are no trees left in the entire city -- let alone in the catchment areas. Can you imagine, even this year Indore received about 35 inches of rain and there is a short supply? Compare that with places in California or even the village of Anna Hazare, which only get about 7 inches of rain in the entire year, but is totally self sufficient in terms of water.

In California, there is a lot of greenery in the suburbs. The reason is that the government has mandated grey water be harvested and used for watering the grass and plants in the local gardens. Drains collect the rain water from roof tops and from the sides of the road and this is then sent to local creeks. Basically, water is harvested. Anna Hazare has done the same thing in his tiny village in Maharashtra.

It is still not too late. We can recover from this mess that we have created ourselves. All it needs is some collective will power and good leadership.

Shivangi -- grown up and in college

This one is something that was started by my wife, Nandita, and I have added a few lines.

My elder daughter, Shivangi, started college this week.

It has made me realize how time flies. It makes me realize how limited that duration is, when we have our children to ourselves. Soon all we're left with is all those mental vignettes and snapshots of events...I feel proud to see her blossoming into a confident young woman. Of course there will be celebrations of achievements and culminations of years of hard work - but, I'd always think of her as my little daughter.

I remember the day she was born, about eighteen years ago. We were all crowded around the doors of the Operation Room in Greater Kailash Nursing Home in Indore. After a long night of pains, my wife and I finally came to the hospital. Dr. Ahilya Mukherji was the doctor and Nandita's childhood friend, Anjali, was the assistant. After several hours of wait, they finally decided to take her in the OR to do a C-section, as the baby was getting under stress. I remember the way my father-in-law sat in a corner in the room and prayed, my dad talked to other doctors in the hospital and I paced around the floor outside the OR. At about 7.20 PM, Anjali came out and announced that every thing was ok and we had a baby girl. My first question was about my wife's health and then I went in to see my wife and my baby. There she was -- all wrapped in a bundle, quiet and sleeping. I picked her up gently and clumsily and gently kissed her forehead.

I remember the anxiety when on the third day, I came to the hospital to find her with tubes and under UV light. But it was a minor hiccup. We brought her home soon and things became a blur of activities. As my wife and I had decided, the first child was to be named with the letter S and we chose the name Shivangi - after the name of Lord Shiva, based on a dream I had had (that is a write up for another blog). Shivangi soon became the hub of all activity. She demanded attention and wouldn't let me talk to anyone if she was in the room -- whether she was eating, or drinking milk from her bottle. She'd make this weird grunting noises when I started to say something to anyone else in the room. I also can't forget the countless nights I spent walking in my room with her in my arms, in the middle of the night, so that she could get some sleep. She was adored by one and all -- and was the apple of my dad's eyes. I could sense the attachment in both their eyes when they spent the time together -- so much so that for a long time, Shivangi claimed him as only her grand-dad and Neha, my younger daughter, called him as Didi's (elder sister) grand dad.

She was smart, sensitive and perceptive even as a baby. I clearly remember her first day at the informal pre-school/Day Care behind my house, where she was the only child who was crying when it was time to come home. Then she started a formal pre-school by the name of Mini Land and once again, she frolicked in without a backward glance at us. Her eagerness to go to school persisted next year when she went to Mini Heights where she continued to amaze us with her brilliance. I also remember, that she went to give her interview for the elite private school for Kindergarten. I was so apprehensive when they took her away in a different room, but she just skipped in to match the teacher's step. When they had finished testing her reading/writing and recognition skills and it was time for her to leave, she was adamant that she had not tried all the stations they had set up. We were told that we could just pay the fees at the office and not wait for the final selection list to be posted.

I believe her endearing nature made her the teacher’s pet. She excelled at everything, sports, arts, singing, studies and making friends. I also remember the time we were called by one of her teachers and told that we should not teach her ahead as she gets bored and sits staring out of the window, chair turned back to the blackboard. When we were skeptical of what she could do, the teacher asked Shivangi to write on the blackboard and she promptly did that , explaining as she did that this was so simple. The day that she boarded the school bus for the first time, is still clearly embedded in my memory. My wife stood there, visibly upset, but Shivangi was beaming as the bus conductor took her in and, by the return trip, had made friends with the driver and was already commanding the seat closest to him. She was super excited as she told us about her fantabulous day, and never once said that she missed home. She loved to go to school so much so that one day she ran out incompletely dressed and actually went to school like that.

I remember the time she visited the hospital when Neha was born -- all of 15 months old. She was awfully quiet when she walked in the room. She just sat near Nandita, looking at her and then the new baby. But she quickly adapted, and when we brought Neha home, Shivangi would often push Neha's stroller when we went for walks. They have grown up together into great friends, talking care of each other and ready to support each other. Shivangi always showed deep affection for her younger sister, she never showed any sibling jealousy and willing shared most everything. Her academic life has followed the same high achievement trajectory laced liberally with arts, music , sports and friends. Though, she has given up formal piano lessons, but I still hear her play. She has given up tennis lessons but luckily has been selected to play in her College Tennis Team. She has given up art as a subject, but just last week, she spent a long time in making an oil painting that she gifted to her piano teacher. She is now driving herself, compared to the previous modes of walking holding my hand, walking by herself, auto rikshaw, school bus, and sitting in my car. I will no longer see her waiting to be picked up by me, rather she will get out from her car and stride confidently in.

The last 4 years were devoted towards reaching this goal and now that it is here, I have several feeling. There is however, no feeling of loss, 'cause I have not lost anything. I feel thrilled to see her just the way I had dreamed her to have grown, and yet I know that this is just a beginning of a new journey. It is just end of one chapter for now. There is more to come....

Solving Nuclear tensions

The wold is currently undergoing another crisis -- the current one being the rhetoric around North Korea making progress in being able to carry out a successful test in its long distance missile program. What has followed has been nothing short of a rhetoric. We had a similar drama when Iran, India and others carried out experiments and explosions. 

So why do we have so much drama every time a third world or progressive nation carries out a nuclear explosion or missile test. Other countries threaten to attack and there is a general brouhaha about the whole scenario that is about as repeatable and impressive as a stale joke. There is so much of negativity generated and such a waste of vibes. the end result will be some sanctions, which don’t really do anything except put the general public of that nation into more dire circumstances.

 Some general questions that come to my mind:

• How can a country manage to get the material required to make the weapons grade material? 
  
• Is there a way by which we can benefit the world by reducing tension?
  

I see that every country wants to be independent in terms of its power generation. The world needs energy. The larger countries want to ensure that they are not attacked. and I am very sure that anybody with brains worth their salts does not  wants small time rogues to land up a catch of nuclear pile and use that to attack other countries -- it could be disaster for all. 

I also realize that nuclear energy has tremendous potential and has the capability of solving the world’s  energy problems. People often have images of Chernobyl’s disaster in the late 80s when they think of nuclear energy plants.  So how can we make this a source of solution to our problems rather than cause more issues and discord  in the world. 

Here is my suggestion:

• Get the UN or another International Agency (like the International Atomic Energy Commission)  to take over the role of a central Energy producing agency. 
  
• Make deals with various countries to establish a consortium. members are entitled to share profits, energy and products.
  
• The consortium should be treated like a business endeavor. 
  
• Acquire land from the member country to set up the plant. 
  
• Security of the plant will be handled by International organization.
  
• The plant will offer job to local population. The resources can also be transferred between various plants.
  
• The technical staff or exerts in nuclear material will be selected from international members.
  
• The surplus energy can be sold to neighboring member countries.
  
• There could be multiple power plants in a country - depending on its size and location.
  

Imagine how many jobs this can create. Contrary to the beliefs, nuclear energy is one of the greenest forms of energy.  It just needs careful monitoring and close coordination.

And most of all, it needs a strong leader who has the will power to do things. I believe the world and US has one now -- and he can lead the world to come together on this issue.

Some advice to kids (and anyone else willing to listen)

My daughter, Shivangi, goes into her college as a freshman later this year. As most parents, I worry about the expenses. As a responsible Dad, I’d like her to be able to stay on the right track from all perspectives – character, health, finance and you name it. So, I thought it would be appropriate if I could jot down a few of my experiences and guidelines for her financial safety.

People make stupid decisions all the time. Some mess up in their retirement accounts, while some take out mortgages they think they can afford, without understanding the full implications. I would like to try and prevent my kids from having a knee jerk response to any issues that come. It is always about planning, planning and more planning for me.
Today’s blog is more about making money – big or small -- and hanging onto it. I learned that doing this comes from combined effects of several factors: education, talent, upbringing, luck, and avoiding scrupulous advisors. It also gives some generic advice based on experience in my life. Few things to remember:

1. We can’t control everything
2. We can only set goals based on what we value most
3. Make plans and take concrete steps to achieve the goals
4. Live within our means
5. Try to manage risk
6. Avoid the bad guys

Of course there are always unknowns that get thrown in the mix. Government policies can change, there could be an environment disaster, stupid and greedy CEOs in Wall Street may wreak havoc on the economy. It is like staying sober, but still getting hit by a crazy drunk driver on an empty freeway.
So, here is sharing some advice and experiences with my darling daughters, Shivangi and Niharika – and many other kids all over the world --- as they prepare to step into adulthood and get ready to face the world. Here are some of the habits (some inborn and some forced) and practices that have helped me in my past two decades.

• 1. Whatever you do, give it your best

It was 1980 and my friends and I were playing cricket on the terrace of Adit’s (a friend) house in Indore (my home town in India). The game was adapted to suit the small perimeter – so things like if the ball hits the side, the batsman scored 2 runs; if it went past the bowler and hit the wall, he got 4 runs; and if the fielder caught it directly or after one bounce, the batsman was out. So, one of my friends hit the ball and I threw myself on the cemented surface to catch the ball. In the process, I ended up getting a little bruised. Someone said that I didn’t need to do play so seriously – but I disagreed. I have always believed in giving my best to the thing on my hand. I have made it a habit to try one more time before I say I can’t. This helped me win difficult matches when I played cricket, and when I designed circuits or applications for my clients. If you really try your best, you won’t have the regrets that you didn’t succeed because of lack of efforts.

• Keep evolving – pick your own skills

After I graduated my high school from Daly College, Indore – I was at cross roads. My high school coaches wanted me to go to Bombay and play cricket there. They felt I had the potential to make it big. My dad wasn’t keen that I leave Indore – so make a long story short, I joined Holkar Science College as a Second year student with Botany, chemistry and Zoology as my subjects. It was a drastic change from Daly College. I did my bachelors (B.Sc) from Holkar Science College in 2 years. Next I did my masters in Organic Chemistry for 2 years - -and then realizing that it was not really what I wanted to do, I decided to switch to Engineering. I joined and completed my Bachelors in Electronics Engineering in 1989 from Pune University. That was a course I really enjoyed and made some very good friends.
My first job was with a small Instrumentation company. I had interviewed at 5 companies and was selected to join all of them. I decided to join Nivo Controls – A Toshniwal Brothers Company, thinking that this will help me learn all aspects of a company. And it did – I enjoyed my 3 years in that company. I managed the development of a Magnetic Flow meter and worked on various circuits. I realized that I had a flair for circuits and reverse engineering. And I had a great memory for circuits that I saw. I also realized that if I had to move up in my career, I had to do a Masters in Business Administration. So I appeared in the entrance exam and was selected to join the IMS in Indore. This was in 1991 and I completed my course in 1994.

In 1992, I decided to start my own business. I took up maintenance contracts of machines and controls for various industries. My first contract was at a friend’s company, which offered me Rs1500/- per month. I eventually added development of customized machines and controllers for them. The company grew from Rs.18000/- per annum in 1989 to about Rs.38, 00,000 in 1999. We were doing job work, manufacturing equipment and machines and a lot more. I consulted for several major lamp filament manufacturers in India, and the Crompton Greaves Phones and IFB microwaves had their electronics PCBs assembled in my shop floor! I was also exporting some controllers. I made things like temperature controllers, Stepper motor drives, power supplies, CFL ballasts, Power conditioners, and a lot more!
And then, in late 1998, I decided to switch lanes and get into software too. So I took courses in Java and other languages. I built websites for companies and also developed software for a community bank. In 1999, I decided to move to the US and joined a company in California. It was a big move, but I decided to go for it, in order to give my daughters a better shot at life. I had to start from scratch, at the bottom of the rug, and reprove myself – and I’d like to think that I have done a fairly good job at it; good enough to now direct and own a team of my own. In 2005, I did my Project Management Professional Certificate from UC Berkeley and learned that I love analyzing human behavior and team dynamics. But, I am still evolving and quite sure that I will soon join another class to learn something new.
Trust me – it will help you stay ahead of the curve. Learn a new language, a new hobby, perfect your current knowledge – whatever … keep doing something every two years or so. Work exceedingly hard, and enjoy harder. Be aware of your competition and realize that your competition is global and you are entirely dispensable. So invest your time and money in developing your distinct abilities and a network that goes with you from job to job.

• Plan A, plan B, plan C

Always plan your moves – have a plan A and a Plan B and sometimes a plan C. Remember that Murphy’s law often kicks in – when you think something is all set, things will start hitting the roof. It never hurts to be prepared for the worst and hope for the best. I am a firm believer in under-committing and delivering more.

• Define rich

I highly recommend that you list a few things that are of utmost importance to you. This list should include quantifiable and non-quantifiable items. I would include items like strong and true friendships, health, freedom, or a home or a Mercedes. Set your priorities and put a dollar figure on them. Build a plan that will give you a view of your tomorrow – immediate, 5-year view and a 10-year view. This will help you plan your next moves.

I have always felt that my priorities are getting my kids a good education, staying healthy and ensuring that my kids stay focused on their goals. I bought my first car in US in 3 months and my first house in 3 years. For me the car is just a means of going from point A to point B. Though I have admired expensive cars -and if I could afford to, I’d buy them - I don’t believe in blocking my money in these items. Remember that the car loses its money as soon as it leaves the Dealer’s shop. A house on the other hand, often appreciates. When you decide to buy a house, I’d suggest buying even a small house in an area with good schools and zero crime rates. Its price will almost always go up in the longer run.

• Mind your credit

Pay credit cards on time and in full every month. If you already carry a revolving balance, get rid of it as quickly as possible, even if it requires living at home (or sharing a dorm) for a period of time.
Don’t borrow more than what you can repay. Understand how the banks operate. They make money off you and you need to figure out how to use their money. They will love to entrap you into their credit schemes. You will get a momentary high, and then you will get so dependent that you will need a cold turkey treatment to get out of the debt trap. Learn to say No – keep minimum numbers of credit cards and you will find that you have a good credit score.
Once you understand the mechanics of the credit system and ratings, and are able to get a good credit rating, maintain it ------ and it will speed you in style to your destination. If you let your guard down, it will damage your ability to get a job, rent an apartment, or borrow money to buy a car or a home or for your kids’ education.

• Take good care of your health

Exercise regularly, eat a balanced diet, and don’t smoke. Avoid alcohol, if you can and definitely avoid it, if you are drinking more than once or twice a week. Get yourself into simple things like Yoga or just walking 30-45 minutes per day.
I took yoga as a subject in my school days and practiced all the asanas and poses that I had learned. Then life got busy and I rarely got a chance to do it. During my 2005 trip to India, I had a slightly high blood pressure so my family doctor suggested that I start some yoga exercises. I did and loved getting back into it. It is very relaxing and helps me immensely. I try to go for a daily walk of at least 45 -60 minutes. If you have a family history (like I do) of diabetes and blood pressure, exercise is best bet.

After you turn 30, get regular check ups. Build a relationship with your physician and nurses. Get to know them and help them get to know you.

• Manage your own money

Learn about options, bonds and stocks. There is a lot to read about these on the web. Understand simple mathematics of interest and Principal. Remember that banks compound interest on your savings. Understand how to minimize tax impacts on your earnings.
My simple rule of thumb is – save at least 10% of whatever you make for your rainy day. Always have at least 6 months of savings, based on your current expenses, as your buffer. Anything more than that can be used for whatever you want to splurge on.

Go for 401k investments in your company, even if the company does not contribute. Try and save 15 percent of your income, from the time you start working, in your 401K and you should be fine when you retire. Spread the allocations and update your allocations frequently based on how the market is doing. Diversify your risk by buying very low-cost index funds or exchange-traded funds. Look carefully at the charges and fees for investing. If you don’t have the 401K options, look towards Roth IRA, where you pay the taxes now, when you are in a lower income bracket, and take the money out tax-free later.

Have at least one account with a good Credit Union, for your day-to-day finances. They pay a higher interest and cheaper loans. Also, consider saving with online banks – like ING. And always check for FDIC insurance of your banks.

• Build a Network

My dad always said – the only real wealth one accumulates in the world is friendship. I have come to realize that is very true. The good thing about friends is that you choose them, unlike with relatives. In my humble opinion, a friend is one who can tell you that you are doing something wrong. And still be around when things are not working well for you. With good friends, you don’t have to pretend – you just be who you are. It doesn’t matter if you haven’t been in touch in years – you always pick up where you last left off. That has been the case with my friends and me.
Even at work, talk to your colleagues. Establish a relationship with your boss and your boss’s boss. Meet your boss for a one on one meting at least once a month to go over what you are doing right or wrong. Meet your Boss’s boss (with your boss’ knowledge) at least once or twice a year. Meet people outside of your work too and build a relationship with them. Meet people at your religious gatherings and get to know them. You never know when you might need a referral and knowing someone may come in handy.

• Be grateful

Finally, always be grateful for what ever you have received. Remember, it could be worst than what it is. Contribute to the community and be involved. Get involved with a cause that is worthwhile. The way to do it is by looking at the expense ratio. If the organization consumes more than 10% of the funds it collects for itself, I think it is wasting money. There are several small groups that are doing very good work but lack the means or don’t feel the need to advertise.

I normally avoid religion-based groups, as I personally don’t believe in converting people’s religion and faith. If someone wants to do social service, they should just focus on that and preserve the local culture.

I think I will stop here. More until next time!

Wheeling and Dealing!!

Just yesterday, my wife and I bought a 2005 Honda CR-V SE for our older daughter, Shivangi. It is a beautiful car – black in color with tinted glasses and about 40K miles on it. We surprised Shivangi with the car and it was fun to see her reaction.

The effort wasn’t easy, by any means. We (I) had to do a lot of research and finally settled on this car. Of course, my daughters just complicated the matter as they kept eyeing different cars. One wanted a Mustang and the other wanted a cute Smart car! I wanted safety as the top priority (and that rules the Mustang out from my list). Finally, I just decided to do this on my own. It helped that one of my colleagues at work was the neighbor of the dealership owner.

We shelled out $5K for the car – roughly about 1/3rd of the asking price, as down payment. The deal went through in under 2 hours and we drove the car back. As my wife and I got talking in the night, we realized the enormity of the situation. Our daughter had grown up and we could now give her a responsibility of driving a vehicle. I’d have never thought of buying a $16k car for my kids in India (that is like a Rs.800,000 vehicle!!).

My wife and I thought about our younger days --- our first vehicles and those of our parents. My first vehicle was an old beat up ladies cycle (Landmark was the brand). I got it as a gift for standing first in my class in grade 5th. I believe my father bought it from a friend for about Rs. 75/- (back then, the USD traded for about Rs 8/- -- so this was like a $9 bicycle). After the initial euphoria died, I realized that all my friends had cool looking racing bikes while I had an old beaten ladies bike. By the time I was in the 7th grade, I found it embarrassing to ride to school on a ladies cycle. When I reached my 9th grade, my dad got me a red BSA SLR, another used cycle he bought for about Rs150/- (by then, the USD was trading at Rs 18 to a dollar, so this was again under $10/-). I loved that cycle and used it till I finished my graduation in Holkar Science College. Only once did I buy a new cycle – in 1983 when I was studying in my final year of B.Sc in Holkar Science College. It was a beautiful red colored Hero cycle. I paid Rs.400 for it and sadly, it was stolen within the first week from the College cycle stand. Fortunately, I still had my old BSA to ride.


When I went to Pune to study for my engineering, I ended up buying a used cycle in my second year (called sophomore in the US), for Rs. 200/-. One fine day, when I was returning to my hostel, my friend Dhananjay Ashtekar needed a ride so we decided to ride doubles, with me sitting on the bar in front. As we rode on a over bridge, the bike hit a pot hole and all of a sudden, I found myself staring at the front wheel of the bike moving to the left and the tar of the road approaching my face. I took evasive action and put my hands in the front to lessen the impact of the fall. That helped and I thought I was fine, until Ashtekar came and landed on my head, hitting it on the tar. Realizing that I was on a busy downtown road, I reacted and quickly pushed him away and rolled over to stand up, just as a car and a scooter screeched to a halt near us. A good Samaritan got us the wheel and helped us get to the side, where I realized that my shirt was soaked in blood – I had a broken nose, thanks to Ashtekar falling on my head. To make a long story short, and to remain focused on the tale of vehicles, I eventually made it to my hostel with a swollen face, a messed up shirt and a broken bike and nose. Raja and Arun, my other good friends, came over promptly and took me to the hospital where the doctors pumped me with injections and wanted to keep me in the hospital to rule out any head injury. Fortunately, I was fine and things got back to normal. But I learned a lesson – never to buy a used vehicle with out proper inspection.

I was able to convince my dad that I needed a Luna (a simple moped) in Pune (it was always Dad – my mom never fell for these. If she had her way, I’d have become an expert in the Pune Bus system known as PMT). So in 1987, I ended up buying a Luna for about Rs. 4000/-. Boy, did I take good care of it – never missed a scheduled servicing or maintenance. That was the vehicle I used to receive my wife Nandita, when she visited me there (yes, for those who don’t know, I married her in 1987, just before starting my junior year). That was the vehicle I used to runaround to complete my projects and run errands.

Once I landed back home, I started using my dad’s Kinetic Honda. When my dad was a kid, the British ruled India. My grandpa was the jailor at the central jail in Indore. They were fairly well to do and eventually even bought a car. But the luck changed when my grandfather succumbed to injuries he suffered while suppressing a jail riot. My dad was then in high school. His first vehicle was a Raleigh bicycle – a beautiful piece with gears and dynamo driven lights. The bike was passionately maintained till the 80s, when he gave it to his friend’s brother. In the 70s, when he and my mom were building our house, it got tiring for him to cycle around from work to home to the construction site. So, they bought a Suvega, a 50 CC moped. When I reached my 8th grade, he sold the Suvega and bought a Hero Majestic, another 50 CC moped, which he rode till 1988. It was a beautiful green colored vehicle that he loved and maintained very well. We also bought a Luna for my mother. It was a very simple living for us – they were simple people and preferred spending their money on the kids’ education. Both my parents were doctors and could have splurged on themselves had they wanted to. So while we (my sister and I) received the best available education in expensive schools, my parent toiled.

In 1988, after my marriage, my dad bought a Kinetic Honda. It was a red colored 150 CC scooter that was built by Honda in Japan and sold by Kinetic, the same company that made the Luna. I still remember the number plate – MKE 3718. I remember the time when I picked it up from the shop and rode it home, along with my dad. Nandita was standing on the terrace and saw us as we turned into the lane towards the house. I could see her get excited and run down to meet us. She then took the scooter for a ride. It was the most expensive thing we had ever bought until then and it cost all of Rs.14000/-. The vehicle was considered to be very fragile – so much so that my cousin quipped if we had receive a matchbox free with the scooter to light it up in case of a fall or accident. ?. He now has two himself.

After my father had his first heart attack, in 1992, we started looking at old cars. I remember spending a couple of Sundays with my father, walking amongst the used cars in the Car Melas in Indore. Our budget was about Rs. 50000/-. However, that was never to be. He passed away in Feb of 1993. Then, his close friend and our neighbor, Dr. Mukherji was selling his Fiat. I knew that dad was keen to buy that car and so offered to pick it up. I ended up buying it for Rs.90,000/- (USD $2200/- back then) . The funny part was that I didn’t know how to drive. But that has been the story of my life ( I bought my first album (Band on the Run by Wings, before I bought a record player, my first CD before I bought a CD player). But that was never a hassle - it turned out that I was pretty good at it. I picked up the art of driving like a fish takes to water and drove around the town with the help of a driver in the local Special Armed Forces Unit of the MP Police, where my older sister was the Superintendent. By then Shivangi was about 2 years old. We drove from Indore to Bhopal in June of 1993 for our first long drive. The Fiat car was called as Premier Padmini and was a fairly decent car. It was, like most cars in India, a stick shift vehicle. The cooling system was water driven and I had to stop after every couple of hours of driving to refill the radiator and allow the car to cool down. But I loved the car.

In 1993, we decided to sell the Kinetic Honda and buy another one. So, we bought a black one (MP-09H-1678) for about Rs 20000/-. The USD was by then close to Rs 50/- per piece, making it about $400/-. I used this vehicle till the day I left India in 2000. Also, in 1996, we eventually grew tired of our Fiat and sold it to a friend for Rs50000/-. He used it for another 7 years after that, for his local commute. We on the other hand, picked up a Maruti Suzuki, a 800CC vehicle from a neighbor for about Rs. 180000/-. This for us, was the ultimate mark of luxury back then. I used this car till December 2000 and sold it to my tax advisor for Rs. 100,000/- in order to raise some money to move to US.

We landed in SFO in November of 2000, when I took up a job with AT&T. We decided to live in San Ramon, about 4 miles from my place of work. For the first couple of months, we did not own a vehicle. We chose a place close to an elementary school, so that the kids would have the convenience of walking to and from school. I found out that the only public transport available were two buses that plied at 7 AM and 7.20 AM, to take me towards my work place and would return back at 3 PM. Since there was no way, I could leave my work at 3 PM, coming back in a bus was ruled out. I did use that bus to go to work, but had to walk several times as the bus wouldn’t show up. The area was too posh for people to use the buses. Then, my wife found that the dad of another kid in the same school worked at Chevron, right across from AT&T and would be happy to give me a ride. So, I’d stand outside my apartment complex daily at 6.30 AM in the winter (it was December/January of 2000 and it was cold ( remember, I was just coming from India!!!) for Jitendra to come and pick me up. He also let me drive around the town in his car to help me get used to the rules in the country.

Then in February, Jitendra, Nandita and I drove around to visit all the car dealerships looking at cars. After spending a couple of weekends, we ended up at Hyundai in Dublin and after spending the entire day in the shop, ended up buying a new Hyundai Elantra for $13000/-. Jitendra put in our down payment of $3000/- (which I later returned over a period of 3 months). It was a stick shift vehicle, much like the vehicles we drove in India (and like Jitendra’s vehicle, that I had used to learn driving in the US and to get my license). The car was simple and cheap but nice. It gave us about 32 miles per gallon.

In November of 2002, a friend’s neighbor was moving to Europe due to the economic downturn here in the US. He was selling his 1997 Honda Odyssey with 57000 miles for $13000. Fortunately, he agreed to my offer of $11000/- and I had my second car. The 1997 Honda Odyssey is a V4 with good miles per gallon ratio ( and it was our first auto transmission vehicle. I still have this vehicle and it has so far been driven to about 122000 mloaded tooiles. I just got new tires on this.

In 2006, we decided to sell the Hyundai Elantra and traded it for a Hyundai Tucson. The reason was to help Nandita who had a fairly long commute and it got difficult and risky for her to drive a low car on the freeway in the rains. The brand new car, cost us about USD $22K out the door, and has been our most expensive purchase outside of the house we bought. It has a 6 CD changer, auto transmission, power windows, power steering and all the works.

So now, Shivangi has a car that is fully loaded too. It comes with 6 CD changer, auto transmission and has power everything. Now when I think of it ( we as parents are trying to exactly what my parents did; give our best to our kids. Help them become much better people and focus on their work and studies.

Here is a comparative chart to indicate how things moved. Note that my vehicle, when I was about 19 years old, cost me about $23/- :)

VEHICLE	Old/New	Year	Rupees	USD $$$$
Landmark Cycle 20”	Old	1974	75	9
BSA SLR	Old	1977	150	9
Hero cycle 18"	New	1983	400	23
Suvega 50 CC Moped	New	1976	4000	235
Luna 50 CC moped	New	1976	3500	220
Atlas Bicycle 22”	Old	1986	200	22
Hero Majestic 500 CC Moped	New	1979	5500	300
Luna 50 CC Moped	New	1979	4500	260
Kinetic Honda Scooter	New	1988	14000	800
Kinetic Honda Scooter	New	1993	20000	700
Fiat Premier	Old	1993	90000	2200
Suzuki Maruti	Old	1997	190,000	4000
Hyundai Elantra	New	2001	7,00,000	13,000
Honda Odyssey LX	Old	2002	6,00,000	11,000
Hyundai Tucson	New	2006	12,00,000	22,000