It was about 5 o'clock in the evening. I had just left from my office and was driving back home. And my mom was sitting next to me. Extremely tired that she was for not sleeping since the past two days, she dozed off. All I had to do was drive silently (without the music system on, ofcourse). So, I sat driving through the traffic. The day before this, I had got a long lecture from my dad about switching on the head lights early. He had talked about why we should turn on the headlight even when before it gets dark. "Its not for you to see, but its for you to be seen", thats what he pointed out. He had gone on and on talking about this and constantly questioning me if I actually do follow it. And I just said yes (though I turn it on when I am unable to read the speedometer). But obviously I couldn't say that and I told him that I already do that. I am sure he wasn't impressed since he knows his daughter. But there was no further discussion about this topic.
So, remembering his words, I switched on the headlights. It was getting dark. Infact, I realised that it was darker than usual. No wonder. The sun definitely sets earlier in winters. But this early was new to me. It must have been around 5:15 by my watch. Now with the headlights turned on, I felt good. Happy that I am atleast following what my folks say. I felt like a big girl. Or maybe I should say that I felt responsible. Inside, I felt so happy that I made a note in my mind to do this everyday.
With a smile on my face, I kept noticing other cars And I had this proud feeling when I saw not even a single car had their headlights on. Not even one. Maybe they would do that later. So to keep a track, I continuously kept looking around and kept my glance fixed on the rear view mirror to see who all turned their headlights. (I know I was acting like an 18 year old girl who has just learnt driving and is on the lookout for all those who commit a mistake). But I was actually enjoying this and decided to tell my dad that nobody switched on their head lights. I knew that he will be very proud. Atleast I will get a pat on my back for being extra cautious.
However, I was amazed when nobody switched on their headlights. I checked the time in the digital clock below the speedometer. It said 5:35. I was in a fix. Either my clock wasnt working properly or all the people out on the road at that time had forgotten that there was something known as "headlights". But it was too dark now. Maybe the sun had set too early today. Umm... No. Maybe the sun had set too fast. I remember seeing the orange sun when I had left from office so I knew that the sun had come down on it usual time. But nevertheless, I was proud that I had switched on the headlights way before I generally do.
"Well, anyways." Why should I be bothered. I tried to distract myself. I adjusted my sunglasses coz I had been wearing them for a long time now.
And I was like, "W-H-A-T T-H-E F-U-C-K?" Sunglasses..?? I had been wearing my sunglasses ever since I left. My extremely dark Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses. No wonder, it was so dark outside.
Now thats called popat...
PS: I am glad that my mom had been sleeping and she didnt see my confused expression earlier. It is time for me to feel embarassed. Geesh...!!!