Driving test ki kahani, meri zubani

Subtitle: The story of my driving test

The story starts about three weeks ago, while in between fervently typing my thesis and preparing ppt, I decided to go for driving test under the misconception that my IP was about to expire in few weeks. I was a bit anxious but nevertheless went in boldly. The lady asked me to parallel park which I did with ease. I was elated as if nothing could stop me from getting a license now....

But that extra confidence cost me. She asked me to reverse and in a bid to show off, I started backing from very close to curb and as fate would have it, I hit it. Moments ago, Anudit had hit the curb in front, no big deal I thought, well the lady did not agree. "We consider curb to be a car and you have just hit a car so no license for you". Five minutes into my test, I had managed to flunk it without even leaving DPS complex. It seemed like a big joke.

Three weeks fast forward, I am fervently preparing for an interview, and in a whiff of sleeplessness and desire to utilize the 2 'free' chances I was left with, I decided to give the test again. People ahead of me had cleared the test and it seemed whole world would laugh if I flunked it again. The lady (same one) seemed to have some sense of humour as she said "You are here again" while entering the car.

Time came for parallel parking and halfway through, i realised I was not going to make it. I boldly asked her "can I do it again". Second time it worked fine. Backing, no problem I backed one feet away from the curb. And finally we went in for a real test ! I remember looking in my mirrors like crazy as I did not want even a single point to be deducted in observation. Twenty minutes passed by in seconds and as we reached the DPS office there seemed to be some stiffness in air. The lady said dejectedly "you needed 70 points for passing". I thought damn, I failed again. But like a reality show anchor, she announced in what seemed utter disappointment, "..and you scored 75". I remember that the first feeling I had in my mind was not excitement but relief. By the time I was headed back, I was already thinking abt San Antonio and parents. Now if only job interviews were like this...