I kind of miss those days when I use to ride two wheeler. I always use to reach home drenched in rainy season and when mom use to scold me I use to say mom what can I do it started raining and there was no shelter on the way. . . :) Anyhow there was a little girl on this bike in between her parents who was enjoying like anything and I was getting jealous of her.

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