Driving on the roads in India surely requires some sort of a supreme skill. And I simply just don’t seem to get this. My sense of the road and geography is generally pretty poor. So recently dear Hubby (whom I shall refer to as “A”) was most kind to give me the much needed driving lessons in the morning on the streets of Delhi. The regime was to drive my elder kiddo to school, with “A” guiding me through the roads. The route isn’t very complicated or difficult. A straight road with minimal turnings, all across Shanti path, till we hit school on Malcha Maarg near the Chinese Embassy. So off we all get ready, including my little one, in A’s prized car on a warm summer morning in Delhi.
Everything through the way seems ok to me except when I encounter these big circles with 3-4 exit points. And then all hell breaks loose. How the hell am I supposed to navigate and give indicators here? Panic stricken I randomly switch the left and then the right, much to A’s frustration and irritation. He is generally a pretty cool person, except when it comes to teaching me driving. I get paranoid when I encounter another vehicle cutting lanes. I profusely sweat, not knowing how to handle the situation.
I wonder what it is with driving for me. Why do I fear it so much? Maybe it is something to do with the fact that, I have never driven any vehicle (yes… not even a cycle) for the first 25 year of my life. And here I am now stuck on Delhi roads, trying to still get confident behind the wheel.