So BB (baby brother) is travelling on a project and for the foreseeable future I am going to have to fend for myself travel-to-office wise. I can assure you it is not something that I look forward to. After being spoilt rotten for over a year being, ferried around in the car with nothing else to do other than get on BB’s nerves by giving him navigational support (it is a well accepted fact that I am rubbish when it comes to giving directions and can get lost in my own back yard so to speak).
This being the case when I told BB that I’m intend to drive to work and will get myself a driver who will sit next to me while I practice driving, BB gave me a significant look which had ‘I-hope-the-Optra-doesn’t-look-like-a-Zen-when-I-return’ written all over it. Now the second part of Operation Drive is to find a driver who is of the category ‘jisske-aage-peeche-na-koi-ronewala-na-koi-ronewaali’, given the fact that I am even worse when it comes to driving and will needs someone who is willing to take risks of the jaan and maal variety. Check out this space for more on the travails of a lady driver. Hopefully I’ll survive and also master the art of driving on the Mars landscapish Mumbai roads well enough to be able to go to the airport to receive BB when he returns. Cheers!!!
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