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A new day begins. Since I’m not living in a big town, there’s no real noise out here. Here there’s solely a little sound of traffic and a little sound of people. I was having a good dream; that I don’t remember currently when my mom came calling me. She came and woke me up – “Wake Up. It’s enough that you just slept like a buffalo.” My sleep was gone thanks to my mother. I checked out the clock, it was simply 8.55 AM. y father was putting up sheets out in the front, therefore I got no other choice instead of to get up and help him. After finishing the work and having breakfast, I wondered what I’m going to do these days. Even if this day marks the beginning of my lone days, it simply feels like a regular day, nothing abundant. I wondered all the things that I may do. However no hope, I couldn’t find something that might have satisfied me at the moment.
So I had no alternative choice, instead of to work. I cleaned and ordered my shelf first. I took out my old books and old things out. Old books do contain many memories. All the scribbling that I had done in class, all the things that I wrote in my books, all the pictures that I drew when I was bored in class was all just a memory now. I took out many books, mainly old notebooks and some textbooks. I also had some collection of hand bands. I tried it on and it was really tight. I wondered how fast I grew. Time does fly when you are enjoying life. After finishing up my shelf, I went to bath. I saw my clothes and thought of washing it. After all, I had no other things to do. It’s better to do some work, rather than walking around here and there. My mother was so happy seeing it.
I thought of some other things that I could do but cannot find one. So I thought of going out to somewhere, finding new roads and new places. But I could not use my mother’s scooter because she won’t give me money for petrol. Then I remembered my old bicycle, which was there on the backside of my house. I had not used my bicycle, ever since I got the scooter to ride, which may be like approximately around 1 year. So now it is like clearing the dust off the memory and again start riding as free as the air. At old times, I used to go everywhere with my bicycle. Since it doesn’t need any lubricant to run, I will go as far as I like. It absolutely was extremely fun back those days. Riding and racing with friends, the hardships to ride in an up-slope road and also the easiness in riding the down-slope road, attempting out stunts whereas riding and making an attempt to win with other vehicles; mainly a car or a motorbike. Riding with friends is one memory that each one of us ought to have.
At evening, I asked my parents whether or not I could prolong a long distance trip with my bicycle. They were reluctant initially, however eventually said alright; however, I do know that it’s not really by heart. They’re extremely frightened whether or not something would happen to me. However, life is as it is. It will come at one time and precede the other. I am also frightened a little about that trip. I don’t even assume I can create a visit that long. I typically feel that I can whereas, on another time, I feel I can’t. I feel that way as a result of I don’t know what to do if something happens to my bicycle in the middle of the road. For example, my cycle tire caught punctured, which will result in an enormous problem. After going an extended distance, it is impossible to return back.
I searched the internet to search for nearby tourist locations in Ernakulam district. I am not planning to leave any further. This is enough already. I may or may not make this trip. I stopped thinking about it and to cool down, I saw a film. Since I have nothing else to do today, I think it’s time to call this a night. I was about to sleep early when Josh, a friend at my college called me. I was so happy. He is attending an NCC camp and called from there. I was so happy because he is the first person to call me after I decided not to go online. He told me the details of his camp and also told me to tell that he asked about everyone else. I told him yes. He said he had to go and will call again when he can. After that, I felt that I am still wanted by some people. Even when I’m not online, I may be missed. That is enough for me now, time to sleep now, so Good Night.
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I loved this line “Old books do contain many memories.” This is so true. 🙂
Thanks. <3 <3 Books are always a treasure-hold for real 😀 😀
Yes absolutely they are priceless. 🙂 You are most welcome. 🙂
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Thanks a lot. Will surely come! <3