The long drive...

By Aditya in Experiences
Updated 13:35 IST Oct 30, 2017

I used to love vans, the one which could accommodate more than four people on board. As a child I used to day dream for hours, visualizing who among my family will occupy which seat, needless to say, the driver seat was always mine. The good old stainless steel plate served as the steering and the chapati baton stood for the gear lever and off I went on the long drive with those I love…

It always used to be an early morning of the winter vacation. I loved the early morning sun and the color of the sky. We always made it in time for breakfast to the restaurant on the highway. I loved breakfast, I still do. Anyway, a brief halt and the journey would resume. Which place we went, whether it used to be in the hills or to the sea, I do not remember, it was never important, driving was, and the fact that everyone was so pleased while I drove was even more fun… 

Good old days, back then no one objected, As I grew up, I bought my first car, it was not a van but it was something I could drive and take people places. But then I realized, the people I wanted to drive with had their own cars and most of them wanted to drive their own. I was hurt and angry, why wouldn't they drive with me?  

It took me a while, actually a long time to realize that most of the people wanted to be behind the steering wheel of their own car. It took me even longer to realize that there is nothing wrong in that, and it does not necessarily mean that they don’t want to be with me. It is just that they have their own road to explore. Moreover, was I ready to accompany them in their car, in the journey that they propose? Well the answer was a shocking no!

Hmm, that’s a tough one. That left me with only one choice, drive my car on the road I wanted to and let people drive their own. Wherever they wished to go, whenever they wanted to leave, let them be, don’t insist on early morning, some people prefer to drive overnight. So now I drive solo, I meet people en-route, sometimes I offer lift to rank strangers, some people accept it while other decline, I smile with dignity and move on. The car never stops, cause I still don’t know if I want to be in the hills or at the sea. Someday it will stop and irrespective of the place, I will be happy, cause I got to drive… 

Yeah that’s it. That’s all one can do, keep driving…

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