a lady driver!

Hello everyone.

Hope you had an amazing weekend.

This is an unexpected topic that’s come up here.

I recently started driving and there were few strange things that happened. I thought it would be great to share here and safeguard this in my memory book.

Driving was never on my list until my husband pushed me in it. The main reason I never wanted to drive is that, we woman multi task. even if we are doing a lot of work our mind run from topics to topics. driving is something where you should focus only on driving and I believed that a multi task woman like me will ultimately fail. So I thought it’s never my cup of tea.

But am glad I stepped out of my comfort zone to learn something that eventually makes a person independent.

I took a 15 days driving classes at my native and got adjusted to driving very quickly. It was all good until I had my teacher next to me and a big placard which had a red colored L board in it. But as soon as I started driving a normal car it was all different. One thing that’s common when you initially drive is that you will constantly hear honking even if you’re driving good or normal. It seems every vehicle wants to overtake your vehicle and driving feels as if it’s just giving others the way.

I never tried to drive faster only for the reason that I had to change gears and slowing down was forever tricky. Not changing gears felt that I am dragging the car with all of the power and the car dint wanted to come ;). Stopping a car was my favorite and I did it very well Alhamdulillah.

I kind of got confident in driving and I thought I am an expert already. Little did I knew what was coming my way? Bangalore traffic!

Pity to the person who thought driving was easy. Anyone who thinks driving is easy please visit Bangalore and meet the traffic. is it just clutch and brake? there is more to it.!

TBH, I appreciate every person who can drive on Bangalore traffic. Like there are vehicles coming from all sides and every person who is driving will make sure they honk so that everyone knows their car is coming. I first thought all the motor bikers do not know to ride properly. Then I felt the auto rickshaws that came in any direction destroying lane should be banned. Then I started hating the cabs, like the cabs never ever driven properly. But gradually understood that I am a new driver and it took me a while to understand that every person has some destination and they do not care about your destination.

Another thing that freaked me out is that every time there is a vehicle behind my car and they obviously start honking if I am going slowly or they want to go ahead of me. As soon as I give them the way every person who is overtaking my car will make sure that he catches a glimpse on who is driving. And when the person sees me driving it’s like there is a satisfaction on their face that their mind has won because they’ve already guessed that it’s a lady driver.

I’ve slowly got a hold of it. It feels really good that I know to drive. It’s felt tricky at the beginning but gradually I feel good at it. I still get a tiny heart attack when I see a huge vehicle coming my way. I’ve heard all kind of continuous honks when my car stopped in the middle of the road. I am still scared of overtaking a vehicle. I’ve seen frustration on people’s faces.

But what is important is the constant encouragement I get and a little push when I back out.

That’s my driving story!

What’s yours?

I would love to know!

I know there are a lot of driving related words here and I am sure every person who knows driving already, relate to this.

That’s it for now guys.

Until we meet again,

Stick around.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.