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Driving in my Car for the First Time
I remember the very first time I started driving around in my car. It was an entirely new experience. A proud feeling that I had achieved a Herculean feat - getting my license coupled with the thought that I was going to drive around for the very first time.
I opened the door and got behind the wheel. I performed the routine checks – seat belt check, all doors closed check, mirrors check, petrol check and last but not the least I invoked the protection of the Almighty Lord to protect me and, more importantly, protect the people out there on the roads.
Having said my prayer, I started off. Out into the open, driving around in my car! I was excited; I cannot express in words the feeling of joy and bubbly enthusiasm I had in my heart. In short, I was on top of the world.
I navigated the road with expertise. I was pretty much OK and was cruising down the road, with a song on my lips. Everything was fine until I heard someone honking from behind. The irate driver thought I was very slow and was asked me to move on. I speeded up a little, and there were cars in front slowing down because of the traffic. I slowed down too.
The irate driver honked from behind. "What does he want? Maybe he wanted to fly over like Captain Marvel??", I thought to myself. I looked into the mirror and glared at the driver. Some people just cannot understand; they feel the person in front has slowed down because he/she is a total moron.
The traffic cleared, and I started moving, the irate driver looked relieved and cooled down. I drove on, and the next thing I encountered was the tailing experience unnerving for a first-time driver. It looked as though the person behind was totally jealous of my car and had taken an irrevocable decision to bang my beautiful car.
I speeded up a little. The person behind speeded up too. I slowed down thinking that this annoying person will slow down too. Nope, I was wrong, wrong judgement. This person was determined to bump into my car. Thankfully after some distance, this person took an exit to the right. The good Lord had answered my prayers.
A bit relieved, I took a deep breath and continued driving. Driving straight down the road is very easy. The part that is challenging is the changing lanes bit. Changing lanes is a tricky manoeuvre, as far as I am concerned - many routines involved, to be performed in quick succession and with accurate judgement. I think I would put this down to rocket science.
Sometimes, I feel that rocket science would have been much easier. Just imagine, shooting right up into space, without any rockets trailing behind you, no rockets to the side, back or front of you. The whole wide space, all yours to navigate!
Getting back to my drive now - I checked carefully, switched on my left indicator, and decided the time was ripe to make the change. Just as I was about to change, the car to the left sped up and blocked the road. I wanted to yell out, “Hey did you not see me the signal, do you have no heart? You just won’t give me the way?". I wanted to stop the car right there, get down and yell at this mean person who was driving behind me. Common sense prevailed, and I drove on.
Then there are the famous Exits; you have to take the right exit to reach your destination. Miss one exit and you have to go halfway around the world to get to your destination. I carefully took the right Exit and drove on. I mocked at the Exits “So, you think you can get the better of me? Oh no! I will conquer all you Exits and one day this world will be free of exits, with only straight roads, no twists or turns, no traffic jams, no accidents” etc. With such thoughts in my mind, needless to say, I missed a couple of Exits and took an extra half hour to reach home.
I felt as though all the Exits were mocking at me. I ignored them and drove straight on. Now, I can proudly say, I drive with confidence and am ready to circumvent the world in my car.