In the morning rushhour today, I hit the car in front of me. Nothing major. Just a small jangle of metals. As I pass his car, we exchanged glares. I was thinking, “Idiot, why brake so hard”, and I’m sure he must’ve been thinking, “the sonafagun didnt brake hard enough”. The traffic was so tight we couldn’t afford stopping our vehicles for a fight. So we went our ways. A little later, I was feeling a trifle bad. I know part of the mistake was mine, and I should have atleast apologised. Starting the day with guilt ridden heart ain’t the best start.