The Journey Is Not Yet Over... ___________________________ Crime patner... Yeah! I have one... Guess who... //Caption// The journey is not yet over... ____________________________ Very pleasantly our journey started... Memorable, fearful experience was when I was gifted a bicycle... Yeah! I fell a number of times and got bruises but after all learned cycling... Now the story begins... First time my parents left me to ride by my own. It was in a field where many people were on a morning walk... My nervousness never keeps a thing to go well... After a few rounds, I proudly dashed a person who is my father's known one... Consequently, my parents thought it's not safe to let me ride my bicycle on the roads expect than in our neighborhood... So our friendship took a little time to attain intimacy... Take a leap of four years... I am now a bit grown up... My parents thought that I can use my cycle to travel to my tuitions and to the school...
