The 'Bicycle' memories...

I still remember

• its unique color
• its texture
• the first ride after a year my dad yelled at me for not learning it
  
• the first fall
• the style of driving it hands free
• the shy out when guys from the street look @
  
• the breathtaking essence when going on the upper curves
• crying out aloud when sis denies to give it for a ride
• asking mom continuously whether I need to go to the shop to get something for her (so that I can go on that)
• going out doubles and sometime triples
• punctured out in tuition center
• tyre bursted out on the midway (Was I too plumpy? ;)
• teased with a classmate although I did not go for a ride with him (Don't know still what was the story behind - Probably he punctured it :))
• of never handling the brakes (I was tall enough to stop it with my legs :))
• Appa argued for not getting the top brand called BSA SLR
• the early morning rounds
• speeding out with friends being a hobby (dint get a ticket though :))
  
• the keychains that I collect to lock/unlock it
• that it was the old modelled, not so beautiful Hercules when most of my friends owned the gorgeous 'Ladybird' kinds
• McMillan is the one who invented it! :)
  

Note: The picture is deceiving; It's not what I owned :)