smashing hit...

Today, in the morning while I was driving to the office, I met with a small accident. Actually, calling it an accident is an overstatement but since this was the first time something happened to my car so I was a bit shaken. Frankly speaking, I wasnt very comfortable while driving the car today. The night before I had a feast of which I will write soon. It was my uncle's birthday and we had all gone out for dinner. I stayed at their place at night. In the morning I wasnt in the mood to go to the office. Very relunctantly, I found my way out of the bed and got ready, sat in the car and drove off. The problem started when I lost my way. The roads and roundabouts near India gate all seem to be alike. I just could not tell one from the other. As a result I didnt know what road to take. Well, actually its not that I was driving through these lanes for the first time. But I dont know what happened to me today that I couldnt reach canaught place from the posh colony of pandara road. I drove from pandara road to central secratariat to raisena marg to what not, but still could not find my way. I was turning left from one of the roundabouts unsure whether it was the same road I was supposed to take, I didnt notice a traffic policeman stopping me. When I finally took the left cut I saw that he was standing behind a tree barely noticeable and was controlling the traffic and I probably had jumped a red light (even though there wasnt any and his hands were doing the work of a traffic light). I was not sure whether he was writing a challan, though it seemed that he was. Anyways, this was a bad start. No mood for office, took a number of wrong roads, got a challan cut...Thats not how an ideal morning should be. And if such a morning ends in an accident then I call it bad luck. And so it happened. I was driving in the rightmost lane and there was a bus trying to overtake me from the left. Knowing the fact that the bus drivers are known to be bad drivers, I stopped my car giving way for the bus to go. Little did I know that the bus would hit my car and will catch me unaware. The bus hit my car from the left and smashed the rear view mirror to pieces. Before I could get out of my car to smash the driver's head, he had fled. Its too bad that I wasnt in the condition to say anything. It was the first time that I had an accident even though a small one. Being weak at heart, I started shaking and wished that I hadnt started off for the office in the first place...