... the second one, to be precise for the left hand drive here...the first one being the inconsequential guy who taught me how to drive a manual car, in the last century, but who did not almost hit me as S... thus his inconsequentiality...
and believe me, i remember S every single day when i negotiate bad traffic with a cool head, when i switch lanes effortlessly, when i drive confidently on a Round About, when i can manage a sharp turn with the least amount of jerk, all i do is to thank him silently for those loud hours of teaching, for those merciless evenings when i used to almost cry before leaving for the driving class...
i now know the benefits of a tough driving instructor...
my unfazed driving is solely his credit, rather the credit of his vocal chords...
and once i had the Licence in hand but still had not bought the car, thankfully B took me around... oops i took around B in his car and he was S's replacement, shouting and whipping (only with words, mind you) me to enable me to get over my road fear, all this after having given S a fat reward, since in his own words, "S has done what i have not -- shouted at you, without you retorting."
i just pretended not to hear... at times, i too know to keep quiet...
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