Hi Friends,
One fine morning a cycle decides to go for a ride around the city. It is the time of Lockdown, so of course it cannot take its master along. Here is a recount in pictures of the experience the cycle had that day 🙂

I lock the door of my home and step out. My saffron coloured dress goes well with the green and white of my home. It is as if the Tricolour is wishing me goodbye!

It is a bright sunny day. The smooth road stretches out in front of me like a black silk ribbon. I move at my own pace enjoying the ride. I am already looking forward to this experience!

As I cycle past stationary vehicles and moving trees a strange realisation hits me. There are absolutely no humans on the road! I marvel at the peace all around. Spying a vacant bench I park myself for a quick break.

Hello, what’s this lovely sight?! White and pink periwinkles flutter in the soft breeze in joyous abandonment. Might as well stop and pick some. Who knows if I meet someone special in the journey?

The sun is at its zenith now. All this pedalling has exerted me. How wonderful it would be if I could get those pair of wings?! I would fly against the azure sky.

As evening approaches, I suddenly see her. Under a blaze of lights she looks dainty in white. Maybe the rain Gods are happy too, as the heavens open up as we meet.

The light drizzle makes me scurry for cover under the same tree as her.
We stand next to each other in close proximity. There is complete silence in the city. Only our heart beats can be heard, thudding excitedly.
Is this the start of something special?
(किस्सा – a story)
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Hope the cycle found its match in more ways then one. Hope to hear what happened after that 🙂
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Hello Pritish! Yes absolutely. Maybe there will be a further story to this part.
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Wow! Such a wonderful piece of story. Loved reading it. It’s so heart touching. Unlike the ‘Kissa kursi ka’, this is sanguine. You have a wonderful way of infusing life into inanimate objects. Such unique imagination! All your writings are full of feelings which the readers can relate to…..not an easy thing for a writer. Keep your pen busy ☺
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Thanks a TON Sunanda for liking it so much!
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What a lovely post …. thoroughly enjoyed the story….It was chock full of ingenious and refreshing imagination….👌
Looking forward for your upcoming posts…..
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Shree thank you so much! Hopefully you will visit my blog more often and post your comments. I look forward :))
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This is a cool style of storytelling and you have a striking looking bicycle there with orange rims and all. Waiting to see what will catch your attention next after the bicycle and the lovely chair!!
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I like the “cool style” bit in your compliment. Thank you so much for the appreciation!!
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Nice clicks taken of our city with the cycle as the protagonist. Interesting creativity.
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Thank you so much for liking it :))
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