At the age of 15, I planned to start learning how to drive when I clock 18. A month to my 18th birthday, I was extremely excited, WHY ? because I was going to learn how to handle the steering, athough I didn’t feel prepared for it. A strong feeling of admiration always rushed through my mind whenever I saw a woman/lady on the steering, I just imagine her to be me, but I try not to get lost in my imagination.
As much as I desired to learn how to control the steering and hit the road, there was at the same time some sort of raging fear within, which I call ‘vehophobia’
Certain factors aggravated this fear, and that over flowing joy became a stimulating fear.
BAD ROAD: The rate at which we have bumpy roads in this country is so disheartening and scary. The annoying thing is that nothing is been done about it, well not in all states though, but then in countless states all over our beloved country, hardly do you see good roads. Don’t even call the government, because that has become a resounding stale gist.
ILLITERATE DRIVERS: This is another reason; there are lots of drivers on the high way who drive without making use of road signs, not because they are blind, but because they can’t understand these signs. Sometimes I wander if at all they went to a driving school, because if they did, I’m sure they would have certainly learnt those signs. There are signs that could be understood without even been taught in a driving school, but the damage in which illiteracy has caused is so twisted. Now the question is ‘do people even go to driving schools to learn how to drive’ ?, ‘and how many proper driving schools are really available and good enough’ ?
CRAZY DRIVERS: Talk about the danfo (yellow bus or commercial bus) drivers *smh*. Some private car owners also fall into this category. They are the set of drivers that don’t give a damn on whatever happens to your car, so long as they have their way, and you dare not scratch their car, because they will argue heaven on earth with you and give 101 reasons why they are not at fault.
TANKERS & TRUCKS: Their heights alone could be really threatening, talk more of the load they carry and their length (in some cases). I just cannot imagine that landing on a car. Although there have been lots of sad news about such, which gives me lots of goose bumps when I hear them, and makes me have a rethink.
CAR BREAK DOWN: This could be extremely embarrassing. Sometimes I wish cars could talk, so they’ll tell hours or minutes before hand that they’ll break down soon, to give one time to prepare, and not get hit like bombshell. Then the next thing is that other drivers start shouting at you or insulting you, especially when you’re driving and the car just stops all of a sudden, like a you saw it coming *smh*.
ARGUMENT ON THE ROAD: I generally don’t have strength for arguments, so I try as much as possible not to get into any with anybody, but there are some that are just inevitable, I still look for the nearest available way out though. But what to do when you get involved in some sort of argument on the road, that involves your car which was hit by another car. I think I’ll just let the sleeping dogs lie, hard to believe right ?. Well like I said I don’t have that strength and thanks to our dearly beloved onlookers, who’ll use their eyes to record everything and in the process possibly steal one or two things from your vehicle if you’re not careful.
TRAFFIC: This one just makes me get excruciatingly vexed. The most annoying thing is that so many times, one doesn’t see a reason for the traffic, well thanks to the bunch of impatient humans that all wants to get to their destination, without driving with COMMON SENSE. Then you get stuck in one place for over hours, and a journey of 1hour takes you over 3-4hours. I’m sure Lagosians can relate very well. Although not only Lagos experiences traffic, but that’s one of the things Lagos is best known for.
ACCIDENT: This is the scariest of them all. We all pray for protection everyday, yet I wander if people that die in accidents on the road either didn’t pray before leaving the house or they didn’t pray hard enough (well GOD knows best). I’m certainly sure that at least if not all, but some of them prayed. This is one thing that no one sees coming, and there is usually a 50/50% chance of people involved surviving it, well, except with GOD’s intervention.
Well, I have to learn how to drive, like it’s a must. I don’t know when exactly though, but hopefully before I clock thirty *shruds shoulder*. I’ll certainly overcome these fears, well I’m doing so gradually, and I’ll drop a post on that when I do finally. So be expecting to see me in my ride soon *wink*…..
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