Slow and Steady

“Why are you giving way to everyone on the road, allowing people to cross at every junction?” Nithish frowned seeing his friend drive leisurely.
“What are we going to do saving that one minute by getting past these vehicles? My father never listened to my mother who insisted on cautious driving and was always thrilled to overtake trucks and cars on highways that led to my parents die right in front of my eyes. Society renamed me from ‘Arjun’ to ‘An Orphan’. I was just twelve. Something that happened within seconds but could not be changed even after fifteen years.”