Every child dreams of owning a bike. A bike brings a board smile on a child’s innocent face. As a kid I was also fascinated by bikes but belonging to a lower middle class bike for a child was out of budget. I simply used to stand by the window of my house and used to count how many cycles went up and down. My parents knew about my dreams of owning my own bike. It was my 8th birthday. I woke up by the sound of bell ringing. That sound was like a sweet music to my ears. I got up and went new the window. I saw my brand new shiny bike, decorated with ribbons and balloons. I simply ran outside with a huge smile bigger than my face.
My heart was beating as fast as I was so happy that my dream finally came true. I saw my father standing there waiting for me. It was the biggest surprise of my life at that time. I thought it was a dream and I pinched myself, No, it wasn’t a dream. It was there, right there waiting for me. My parents had worked extra hours and saved that money for buying me a bike. My parents had tears in their eyes. They were so happy to see me happy and excited. I was jumping with endless joy and happiness. It was another feather for my bike career dream.
A DREAM CAME TRUE
My father gave me the keys of the bike and wished me. There was a small cake sitting on the bike carrier with candles to be blown by me. I couldn’t stop thanking and hugging my parents. Even at that tender age I had the realization of their hard work, love and sacrifices they had made for me. I just could not wait to sit on my new bike. My father helped me sit on the seat. He picked the cake from the carrier and made me blow the candles and cut the cake right there. After that I placed my feet on the paddle and pushed the bike forward.
It slowly moved on the road. As I pushed the paddle harder it gained speed. I was getting the feeling as if I was floating in the air. I was chuckling, laughing, yelling, and shrieking with joy.
A TREASURE FALL OF SWEET MEMORIES
It was the most wonderful experience of my life. Riding my own new bike I still treasure that bike in my backyard. Now my kids ride it with affection and tender care of my bike as they understand my emotional attachment to that bike.