Thursday, August 1, 2019

For the love of vroom! – plight of the Indian petrol-head


The smell of gasoline after refuelling, the hum of the engine while cruising on an empty road, tyre marks on asphalt, artistically aesthetic wheels. These are some of things that tingle the grey cells of a petrol head. I am no different and I live in a country where the only thing holier than our cows is the curry we eat.

The automobile industry in India as far as the choice of the customer was concerned was pretty lacklustre for almost forty years since the country obtained independence. This was primarily because of the licence raj that was strictly followed by the Government of that era, which somehow believed aping the USSR (as Russia was called at that point in time) was the way forward. Therefore, with the exception of the Rajas and Maharajas of the yester-year princely states who rolled in their Rolls Royces and Cadillacs, the fate of the Indian petrol head was pretty much like a black and white movie. It was then that two good men decided India should have cars manufactured or at least assembled in the country. Ghanshyamdas Birla manufactured the Hindustan 10 based on the Morris 10 in association with Nuffield of UK and Walchand Hirachand started Premier Automobiles by assembling De Soto and Plymouth cars in association with Chrysler of the US.

The Hindustan 10 subsequently morphed into the Hindustan Ambassador which ruled the roads for the next few decades. An Ambassador or Amby as it is endearingly called was like a tank in today’s terms, the kind of car which you could walk out of, even if Juggernaut decided to head-butt you. The ‘King of Indian roads’ as it was called went out of production in 2014 but still finds a place on the roads of Kolkata. They still ply the roads of the City of Joy as taxis if you ever want to ride in one, albeit at your own personal risk. The piece de resistance of Premier Automobiles was however the Premier Padmini, another four door saloon which was vastly popular among the film fraternity as also women folk in general. Padmini shared its name with a Rajput princess and means ‘she who sits on the lotus’, probably because the body roll on this one was slightly lower than in the Ambassador. However, the car became popular by its pseudonym Fiat, since the Premier Padmini was originally a Fiat. Hindustan Motors also produced a ‘luxury’ sedan by the name of Contessa which reached a few garages but not as many as the Amby.

The true transformation in the Indian auto industry was however brought in by the launch of the Maruti Suzuki 800 in 1984. This vehicle was a sea change from the bulky Amby. I still remember the time I drove an 800 for the first time after learning my driving skills in the great Amby. I had the same exhilaration as General Rommel the Desert Fox would have had if he was dislodged from one of his Tiger tanks and put on a flying carpet. This little hatchback was so light that it could be lifted off the ground by a couple of well-built people. It was light on the road, needed very little space to park and it was Japanese and came with all the Japanese efficiencies. It was an instant hit! The 800 transmogrified into other models over time like the Alto and the Zen, but the charm of this model which revolutionized the Indian auto industry still stays fresh in the memory of all Indians with the exception of the young millennial. It would be pretty impetuous of me if I don’t mention the Maruti Omni minivan which was launched along with the Maruti 800.  This was a pixie version of a station wagon with slide doors and became pretty notorious as an instrument of kidnapping in reel and real life, when it was not being used to ferry school children from home to school and back. The only problem with the vehicle was that the body and chassis of the vehicle had minds of their own. So if you applied the brakes in New York, the chassis would stop there but the body would come to a stop only in Boston.

The mid 1990s saw an influx of the whole Japanese automobile industry into the Indian market like Honda, Toyota and Mitsubishi.

The Japanese are a clever lot. They realised that the discerning Indian customer was starved for new vehicle models and decided to use that psyche to mould their business model. They created multiple versions of the same model. Now you will think that is common practice across the globe, but not the way it is done in India. Here the car companies invented the concept of different versions of the same model.  All versions had the same engine capacity, output, security and other features which should be the parameters for difference in models. But no, Akihiko was like - “Tanaka-san! Karera wa orokamonodesu!” (See Tanaka, they are fools!).  They gave two versions of the same model, one with air-conditioning and one without, though this country is located a stone’s throw away from the equator and aircon should have been an inclusion and not an add-on. Mind you, the price differential between the versions was quite substantial and had no resemblance to the cost of adding an aircon. Similarly, there were models with floor mats and models without, models with “body colour” fender and door handles and the one without, all at differential pricing. The sale strategy which took the cake though was where the companies offered a different model with chrome tipped door handles and chrome strips on the door frame! Alas, the great Indian middle-class gobbled up the body coloured gibberish, hook, line and sinker with the auto industry recording multi fold growth in their toplines. The Koreans were not far behind!

It wasn’t until the mid 2000s that the Germans realised that the Japs and Koreans were creaming the Indian market and they were not even present here. Achtung, achtung they cried and landed here with their Mercs, Beemers and Audis! But they weren’t any different. Audi had an A4, A6 and A8 as popular sedan models abroad. Moment they landed on Indian shores, they released the A5, A7, A7 and a half, A8 and three by quarters and God knows what else. History repeated itself.

However, the irony in all this was the condition of the roads in India. It was only in the late 1990s that the Government started privatising road projects and the infrastructure started to improve. National highways and state highways became broader, longer and crater-less. That was a welcome change! However, the paucity of driving sense in us Indians far surpassed the apathy of the Govt towards road development.

I was watching a series on Netflix the other day covering the life of Special Forces Snipers. They have to undergo countless hours of training to achieve an elevated efficiency of their senses, where every sight, sound and smell is registered by the brain, where their breathing rate is lowered and they achieve a heightened sense of their surroundings and their own existence. We Indians can achieve all that in fewer than five minutes by driving around in rush hour traffic! People on the roads here just do not care. Lane discipline is a misnomer, civic sense is not civic in anyway and any space that can be claimed on the road shall be claimed whether you run over somebody in the process or not. In such a scenario, it doesn’t matter whether you own an A8 and three by quarters. The guy riding a run-down Vespa is in a far better position than you are. It is in such circumstances that I visited a friend of the family. He owns many businesses and as expected his garage has an Audi A6, a Mercedes AMG C-63 sedan and a BMW M5, all a dream to drive. But our friend lets them rot in the garage and uses a Toyota Innova, a compact multi-purpose vehicle to move around daily. Even Akihiko was like – “Tanaka-san! Karera wa orokamonodesu!”  

It is only in the recent past that the competition started picking up and companies from all across the globe started setting up shop or getting into joint ventures with Indian companies to launch their vehicles here. Launch of Kia and the re-launch of Morris Garage are typical examples. With increase in travel, purchasing power parity and access to information, the auto industry is witnessing a major transformation in the country, for once skewed in favour of the petrolhead.

P.S: - A question which may have popped up in some of your minds is why I only mentioned sedans above and not bikes, jeeps or SUVs. For the love of vroom! We shall take that up separately.