There was a time when I used to love driving. That was about 15 years ago. In the US, I had an impeccable record (was only stopped once for speeding) even though I learnt driving quite late. Now, I only drive if I have to. I was wondering about what changed. I think it was an accident that I had one night in Mumbai – the Maruti 800 I was driving hit a lamp post near Dadar when I was momentarily blinded by the headlights of an oncoming car. I was lucky to emerge unscathed from that incident — the lamp post fell on the windshield, shattered it, and glass was sprinkled all over the car but nothing much came on me. Sometime then, I decided to have a full-time driver.
I was reminded of this topic and the incident when I drove our car to VT station a couple days ago. I was driving a car after more than a year. I was ultra-cautious and even a bit tense though the roads were quite empty at 6:15 am in the morning. That love for driving is probably gone now – and I doubt it will come back.