Like every child, learning to ride a bicycle was particularly a happy moment for me. Initially while learning, I tried with my father's cycle. It was an old design Hero Cycle. Since the height of the cycle was greater than mine, balancing it was difficult. My left hand controlled the handle and the right one balanced the body weight by holding the cross bar while the armpit rested on the cycle's seat. Initially only one pedal was used by the right foot and the other foot was used for multiple purpose like for support as well as a braking medium in emergency. This arrangement was not particularly a stable one to ride and resulted in frequent falls and resultant scars. On one occasion, while riding the bicycle on a slope on the road towards the river, I had a very bad fall and my right shin bone had a big swelling after it hit a stone. Since I was not able to walk for few days, my mother used to carry me in her arms to the school and back. The wound has left a scar, which is stil...
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