9th April 2025
Growing up, I always saw people around me doing things independently. As soon as I entered my teens,
I learned to drive a two-wheeler. Many other similar tasks I prefer to do independently, if I don't
know how to do them, I will take time to learn, observe, and then do it on my own. Most of the time,
this behavior of mine is mistaken as attitude.
I am not giving any other reference but one from my family. Driving Activa was a part of my daily
routine. But, from the day I conceived, I was not allowed to drive. For 9 months, I kept waiting for
my delivery. Even after that, for a few months, there was no scope for me driving my Activa. I was
dependent on my husband or rental services to go anywhere out.
Then, after 15 months, came a day when I had to pick up my mother-in-law from the bus stop. I was
happy but was unsure if I would be able to drive. My joy overtook my fear because I have been
waiting to do this for more than a year now. I confidently ignited the scooter, reached the bus
stop, picked up my mother-in-law, and returned. And it felt so easy and liberating.
The first time I rode after my delivery was not as memorable as the ride I am going to share about
now. My son being a hyperactive child I had not dared to ride with him. His school is far, he goes
to school by bus. He used to see his friend's mothers riding/driving with their kids. And one day he
came up to me to ask, "You know how to ride a scooter, still you do not take me anywhere?", this
question from him left me feeling guilty. But even after this question, for months there was no
occasion when I could take him out, just me and him, and me riding.
Then his school announced a Christmas Party for which they did not provide the bus service. And
BINGO! That was my chance to take him out for a ride. That day, I took him to his Christmas party,
and on our back, I even treated him with his favorite burger and fries. The joy I could see in his
eyes, a sense of achievement, I cannot describe it in words.
Whenever you see someone trying to do things on their own, I request you do not assume it to be
their attitude. Some people may not feel right to ask for help or it's not how they are. It is not
attitude, no pride, simply a behavior trait they grew up with.
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