Outside

I remember the day I first got my cycle. It waz my 10th birthday I think. I'd always really wanted a bicycle coz Saurav and Shahanaz already had cycles and they would race every morning. Sourav's cycle waz blue and Shahanaz's waz yellow and red. I bought a maroon one. A Hero Devil DX.
I remember the minute it came into my house I kept ringing the bell on it incessantly. I was so damn excited. And then Sourav and his sister came down to admire it. The next morning the three of us woke up at 6 and decided to go on an early morning ride. But the problem waz I hadn't yet learnt to balance. I kept falling off and cutting myself but in about three dayz time I waz zooming around the neighbourhood happily. :)
Every weekend the three of us would faithfully wake up at 6 and go to the empty post office groundz and cycle there. The post office ground waz rough but we liked it.
It waz bliss. We lived in a pretty peaceful place with very little traffic and huge trees along the roadz and the weather there waz alwayz pleasant. So we pretty much had the place to ourselves.
Once I had an accident where I crashed into a parked car and almost fell into the gutter. The car did get damaged a bit. I didn't go there for a few weekz.
But then we all grew up and became busy people. I continued going to piano classes on my cycle but then I got tired of it and I stopped.

In kolkata itz impossible to actually go anywhere cycling coz the roadz and traffic are so bad. Now my cycle iz lying in the garage covered in dust. I did get it fixed once but after the tires ran out of air I didn't bother. Now all I do is watch my brother cycle around the place nearly killing people.