Relearning A Forgotten Lesson

Everyone remembers the time when they were learning to ride a bicycle.....I know I do. The initial few days were the toughest...I always lost my balance trying to peddle.... I always wanted my brother to hold the bicycle from behind....the moment I would realise he has let go... I would panic...all I would want to do at that moment was to get off the damn thing without hurting myself :D ....in my terror everything that my brother told me about riding the bicycle was as if it was never told...A simple thing as applying brakes would be forgotten in that moment of panic.....let’s say it was the work of a timid mind that would not rally around and hold fort when it was most needed.



And one day when my brother was at it again trying to teach me to ride..... I saw my best buddy at school cycle past me ....He was not as vertically gifted as I was and the cycle he was riding was twice his size....Yet he was riding it and what more....??..To my chagrin he was even performing tricks on it..:-0 . Best buddy that he is.... he laughed at my awkwardness on two wheels...it angered me and at the same time inspired....it was as if my heart that was gripped by fear till then had broken its shackles and was set free.... THAT DAY I LEARNT TO RIDE..... Cause I rode after him to prove myself that I was no less...that day I decided in that instant that I would be riding it no matter what.... not worrying that I would fall... that day I rode to win without a thought of losing.

And then I rode.... the feeling of the wind rushing to meet me.... the euphoria of the distance covered so easily ....the sight of the road ahead that I would be taking.... the feeling of success.... the exhilaration of the moment..... The absolute joy! ..... All that remains to this day.

It’s that spirit I try and reclaim every day.