Driving with Your Parents
If your parents ever drove you crazy while you were driving car, you are not the only one. Your mom tenses up as if she saw Godzilla wreaking havoc throughout the city. Your dad starts lecturing you on driving while you're making a U-turn. I know it gets annoying, mates, but you have to chill out. To prevent your head from fuming like a pressure cooker, here's what you got to do.
"I am immune"
You have already heard this before but let me tell you again, you have to go ahead in life despite all those thorns being thrown at you. If they hurt you, it is the time to reconsider. Your parents will keep picking your faults and so will a lot of people. It doesn't always have to be taken negatively.
"This is not a jet aircraft"
Sadly, that's probably just a Toyota. Keep it within whatever speed limit your dad has determined for you. I know you may not have any pity for your unfortunate soul, but have some pity for them, will you?
"What's that garbage playing?"
It's the garbage that made it to Billboard Top 100. It's the garbage that gives us company during our heartbreaks. Unfortunately, the Selena Gomez effect will not work on your parents. Try playing some Rabindra Sangeet or 80's Hindi music, or something they like. They will praise you for having good taste in music.
"In the back seat of your rover"
Back seats are special, guys. Everything is scarier from the front seats, like in a rollercoaster. You may want to convince them to sit at the back for this reason. Provide some good excuse. Or have your sibling sit next to you.
"You are distracting me"
Parents always worry about us and they don't want us getting into trouble. Hence if your Dad is correcting you on your driving skills, you should listen to him. If the situation gets out of hand, just politely tell them that they are making you unable to concentrate on the road. I'm sure they will understand.
"Is that phone or poison?"
Talking on the phone while maneuvering your car might get your irresponsible friends to compliment your multitasking skills, but that is not really cool. You know what's not cool either? The black clothing they wear at funerals.
"Wrong Directioners"
I know the feels. You listen to your parents' directions despite your reluctance and you end up at San Francisco. If you have a feeling that your parents are giving you wrong directions, resort to Google Maps. Pretty sure your eccentric mama has put up his house location there.
Now that you're chill, let me learn how to park my car otherwise you'll hate me if you ever run into me.
Zarin Rayhana is a self-aggrandizing ambivert who ponders over philosophical epiphanies during rainy evenings and waits for her crush to jump straight out of her favorite novel. Treat her with novel suggestions at ericaavianazarin@gmail.com
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