I found myself more calm and composed and my grip on the handle of the scooty felts tighter, as if my palm was promising never to leave the grip, what-so-ever happen. It was the first time I was driving for not-so-urgent reason and with no fixed destination in my mind. Yet I and my friend, whose eyes were focused on the Google maps on the phone screen, were set off to explore the unecplred part of the city and if fortune favors, a better part of our unexplored selves. "You need to take the next left and trade the way that takes runs up the flyover " she spoke and by judging the intensity of her voice and tone, it wasn't difficult to make out that her eyes were glued to the map. I nodded in acknowledgement and followed her orders. I complied and soon we were ascending up the flyover Bridge with a moderate pace. The sun started for its target to faint, leaving behind a grayish blue sky with traces of light clouds floating above. We reached the top of th...