A day of writing about my cycle
Woke up pretty early to the rain today, it’s kinda beautiful to just see what all nature can do, saw a few kids cycling in the rain which made me want to cycle too, but then the effort to climb down 4 floors and walk up to the cycle and then unlock it needs a bigger motivation than I think it would.
Somehow after managing to change into a new outfit and putting the extra effort into finding the right shape and size of plastic bag to keep the phone in it and then moving out only to realize my cycle is punctured again, was a little off but on the bright side, it’s been 3 times since I have a cycle and it made me walk some miles for the repair, but I knew what I was getting into, so I am trying to enjoy this part too...
walking as is slows you, and you can see more
The major plus part is walking as is slows you, and you can see more on the roads, that anty who is in the window and stares are the bottom of the road and might catch eyes with you too, or the people on 2 wheelers who would all group up and stand under a tree and few would curse to the rain, few would quickly take out their raincoats and start wearing them they seem in a bit of a rush here, hope they reach wherever they want in time, others who are already wet would still try to protect themselves from the small bag over there heads.
The next thing I know I am waiting for the tube of my tire to be changed, I wait for a while and then ride back home on the cycle, looking at the cloudy sky and little tiny raindrops on my face, not gonna lie it was pretty refreshing.
so I decided to finally name him rather personify him so meet ‘Jon snow’,
At that exact moment, I realized that I do not talk to my cycle maybe that’s why he’s kinda angry at me and keeps getting punctured, so I decided to finally name him rather personify him so meet ‘Jon snow’, he’s kinda black and white and kinda tough but so soft while cycling at the same time.
I told him about my morning and how he is the main character of my story right now, and how I can’t wait for more stories and fights and traffics and cries and punctures to live with him.
You know nothing!
