LOVE AND HATE: MY BICYCLE STORY

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  LOVE AND HATE: MY BICYCLE STORY

I, an enthusiastic tiny little girl, eyed for acing the bicycle,

Did not owned one, but was a default owner of my brother’s bicycle.

The thin legs covered with lacy leggings never took a hiatus;

  As I wanted to feel the air as fast as the shooting star.

 

 Comes the season where my neck always hides under a muffler;

One fine early morning, the night owl becomes an early bird;

The thin legs stride towards the road with a frosted brook nearby,

In search for my friends’ cycle, so I could ride or at least walk along with it.

 

I got the bicycle, started to ride it with a little ease and then suddenly,

Tyche appeared and then boom! The thin leg was inside the frosted brook;

I could not feel anything but the cold water; as if it was penetrating inside my body,

Making my whole-body shiver and freeze at the same time.

 

Entered the house only when the sun rays were strong enough to un-notice my wet socks;

Did not wanted to hear my mom grudging on my pity scenario.

I hated that scenario but I was glad because I was very near to ace the bicycle by then.

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