Hey hello there,
i am here again . This time i am gonna write about my two wheeled buddy or my bicycle.
Its a simple ranger bike with pedals, breaks and two wheels attached with a black body. Its with me through most of my school life. I think after home, i spend most of time riding my bike. Its from a local manufacturer and produces a little sound but i just simply love it. Riding my bike is ‘me’ time, I can think, I can plan, I can hope. On a physical level? It won’t come as much of a surprise to anyone that I love going uphill, I love climbing, and I’m light enough to be reasonably good at it. I have many fond memories from my childhood and teenage associated with it. I have many fall, many bruises on my knees and many punctures in my bike’s tyres and sometime even complete breakdown but they doesn’t bother me much infact i think they have increased my fondness towards my bike. Today whenever i remember those , a smile automaticaly comes on my face. I will cherish those good ol’ memories for forever.
I dont know how to drive a motorbike, yeah thats true. I am 17 and i still dont know it for which i am regularly judged by my friends.
I dont know why i haven’t learned it. Its maybe because i am satisfied by my bicycle or maybe i just dont want to burn a hole in my father’s pocket by buying a motorbike together with soaring prices of petrol.
Well, i dont really care about what they think but i am happy with it.
Some people are ashamed of riding bikes, i would like to ask them why should they feel ashamed???
….because you are helping in reducing a small amount of pollution from atmosphere??? or you are keeping you fit by doing some sort of physical work…??
Please ask yourself these question and never give up riding.
Hey hello there,