My driving experience!

Yes, I received my license in States. Driving here is quite gentle considering our Indian Traffic and especially on those teeny tiny streets where people won’t even move after honking extremely (My place is the best example 😛 Parrys, Chennai). There are times where I used to press horn more than the accelerator. (True Story). Turns out that Indian drivers are experts because once they establish to drive on desi streets, patently qualified to pick up anywhere in the world.

In my case, I found it bit challenging to cope up with the speed of American driving. However, am managing to slowly get along. Not to mention about the roads – Neat, Clean and Tidy. Initial days, I wondered how public strictly abide by the rules of traffic signals.

When I took my car out alone for the first time, I felt confident. Though I made minor mistakes I tend to learn from it and also made sure that I don’t repeat it. I had four wheeler license at India as well. But never got a chance to pick a vehicle all alone. Here, I began to explore places whenever had car at home. Whilst driving alone, you become bold without your knowledge. The feel of self-assurance arising from your own ability adds delightful to your life.

Once while shopping I dialed my dad for a chitchat. Later, I informed him that I have to drive back home and so hung up. While driving, my memories quickly flashed. In India, whenever I travel anywhere by my scooty bike, I have to update my dad that I reached the specific place safely. Its mandate – no matter wherever I go, I have to notify him. Suppose I call little early than the expected time, then he used to yell at me manipulating that I drove fast. According to him, speed of 40 km/hour is economical and secured driving. I observed his notion and so the next time I wouldn’t call him immediately after reaching – maybe after chilling out or taking couple of selfies.(I know I will never change :P). Instantaneously I came into my senses, after reaching home I called my dad. He replied that he was worried and was thinking to ring me back. As a daughter I was aware of his feelings. Followed by, I also updated my husband about my arrival to home as he was also expecting my call.

It is a bizarre that how married life took over our before-tying-knot life. I am delightful to play two major roles in my life – Daddy’s little girl; Hubby’s lovely wifey. Live and relish every moment you come upon. Thank you so much for reading my page. Please leave your comments below, certainly it means a lot to me!