that's the magic of a BMW

I was randomly flipping through our good old Engineering college adventure snaps today evening, and this picture brought back a funny memory. The event dates back to a January in the year 2000, when our college was celebrating its diamond Jubilee. As part of the celebrations there was a grand exhibition : CETEX 2000.

The exhibition involved the students plausibly explaining the working of the prestigious institutions labs, facilities and other exhibits to gullible visitors. For us Civil batch guys, it was another reason for coming to terms with our new found pastime activity, among other things, avoiding diabetes (Pun intended). We had to clean up sum spider infested fossilized geotech lab and had plenty of spare time which was creatively utilized for gossipping and playing cards etc...

The dedicated lot, especially the team of guys who called themselves "graduates" (Rajit, Amar, Dinu, Bibin, and few others under the guidance and concept of coordinator God Tenny) saved the name of our batch by constructing a floating bridge in the curing tank of our structural lab, which quite successfully managed to float till the end of the exhibition days, complete with its floating restaurant and tiny glowing red LED's and all.

Meanwhile there were few ancillary pavilions of Armed Forces, ISRO space research centre and automobiles, participating in the event at the indoor sports auditorium. So for the younger audience who were forced to admire Maruthi 800's and Ambassadors, the shiny blue BMW exhibit in the automobile pavilion was an eye candy experience and most of us listened to the young gentleman who owned this cool car with great reverence. And did he spare the opportunity? Not a bit...

This young guy, to our great pleasure, was explaining BMW-isms eloquently in heavy western accent. Most of the local audience tried their best to match his accent (but miserably failed to catch on). One curious fellow among the audience was quite amused with the low front bumper of this car, and let go of an innocent query - "sir how come this will manage the potholes on our roads?? - The US accented response was immediate - "that's the magic of a BMW" and he continued explaining the unique suspension mechanism which makes driving a BMW equivalent to gliding...

Later that night, few of us guys were busy with some important "political" discussion in the grand entrance gate of the college, and we heard a loud, heart wrenching scratching sound. The BMW, unaware of the pavement design of the sloping driveway from the main building, tried its best in gliding, but somehow failed to negotiate the royal hump near the gate towards the Ladies Hostel side. Poor guy might have had a heart ache, but nevertheless managed to rev the engine in compensation and screeched away in the direction of Chavadimukku.

Was it just the Bumper or .....?? the mystery continued....