Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

my new found high

i got my four wheeler license around 3 years back. But i wonder why i
kept myself away from the wheel till around 2 months back. I had this
road-fright. i always thought that every vehicle on the road was for
the sole purpose of me colliding into it. having this cartoonist
imagination, i always thought i would go flying out of the window when
i hit the brake. so i would avoid using them. The car would inevitably
stop when the speed dropped below 20. I hated to change gears. I
thought the car would slide out of control if i pressed the clutch.
and such were the hurdles that kept me away from the car all these
days.

well it began some time after my gate paper. i had nothing much to do
at home, so i d call the driver in the afternoons, to practice
driving. n then aft many many days, i can now claim that i can finally
communicate with my car.

its my new found high-- driving. u sit on the wheel, buckle up,
breathe in, jus as u turn on the ignition, and then gear, n
vroooommm... u can feel it.. the speed, the joy, the high... n then
you are having this wordless conversation. you and your ride.
everything else just falls out of sight.

You have miles to go, and she s having jus as much fun as you. thats
when it gets best... Your ride becomes a she, she swerves, she rolls,
she runs, she laughs!

i usually dont carry music in the car, i love listening to the radio
as i drive. and sing along!!

sometimes you have the perfect music, the perfect road...(the perfect
evening,the perfect person...!?!?!??) and its pleasure redefined.