Riding....the first thing I can relate with this particular word is ofcourse a Bicycle. My most favourite thing during my schooldays. I was very attached to my cycle. I had a red coloured BSA cycle and loads of memories related to my cycle. The most funniest was...during the initial stage when I learnt a cycle, I could only stop it on my own but when it came to starting for the ride...I always wanted dadda to hold it from behind till I grab a control over it. So u can imagine how many times I would hav dashed people and how many people would have cursed me ;-)
Well, the reason behind writing this topic is...I got to ride a cycle after almost 7 years. Wooooww...what a feeling it was. I was in Bangalore at my uncle's place. My cousin was riding his bicycle and I was simply sitting there. Just then he came to me & asked me if I wanted a ride...it actually took me no time to say a biiiig 'Yes'. The moment I sat on the cycle....as I said in the title of this topic, it really felt like I was riding back to my teenage. I was very much a kid for that very moment. There are certain moments in life which are so special that we simply dont want them to pause. This was one of it.
Another example of how every small thing becomes special in its own way!!!!
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