Nobody can refuse that our father's bike will be the best vehicle in this world even after we got a new luxurious vehicle. It may looks rusted and weak but it's always precious to us. So this blog is about how much my father's bike mean to me.

My father bought his first bike when I was 8 years old, and now that same  bike is 12 years old. Before that I used to go to school with my father by his bicycle, when I was 4-6 years old. 

After that I used to go to school on my own, I never got that much time to spend with my father and to have a bike ride during school days. We always travel with our family members so we travel by car or auto, only place I go to with my father by bike was hospital, as I am sickly person who get ill often during childhood. But I can say that I enjoyed my childhood to the fullest, enjoyed every rain without umbrella, played cricket with my brother's even it's very hot sunny day, we used to play at 3:00 pm afternoon at our terrace.

I used to ride it for the first time when I was 16 years old, but my father never wanted to ride that bike before getting driving licence. Finally I got my licence and enjoyed riding his bike on my own. I went to Marina beach in Chennai alone just to have a solo bike ride from my home, hope you already read that blog, if not, just check it…

Then my father gave his bike to me with full confident that I will never ride that bike harshly and will never be the reason for accident. I love that bike as it reduced our efforts that we made for our business. My father felt difficult to ride a bicycle, finally that bike became a part of our family and helped us a lot.

Having a bike ride with my father is not the greatest thing but riding that bike when my father sat behind me and just let me handle the twist and turns on the road gave a confident that my father believe me that I will take care everything and he used to share more memories with me during every ride.

Now my father's bike was under service to get back stronger as before, and I missed it so much for last two days…

Hope you all know that, writing blog is my love language, by which I convey my thanks and love for everything and everyone, (people, food, travel, nature, bike, books).