Bike Cleaning Therapy: A Journey through Memories with My Bike

So on occasion of Dussehra, it is holiday for me and I wake up little late from my usual wakeup time, still early compared to many of my friends ??

My mom insisted that I should go and wash my bike, I was little lazy initially but then gradually decided to actually wash it myself today.

And as soon as I started washing it, A wave of memories took me to old days, and I couldn't help but feel incredibly nostalgic.

I was back to the days when my parents bought this bike for me. Oh, the excitement I felt during those times! Your first bicycle, bike – isn't it something incredibly special?

The stories and memories of bike selection, started rolling in my mind. My stubbornness to have a 150 CC bike and parents were concerned about my fast-driving skills and restricted me to 125 CC max. After various rounds of discussions, debates and to avoid the delays finally I agreed to have Honda Shine 125 CC. I went the showroom with my cousin and those were the days when there was waiting list for shine but fortunately it was my cousins’ friends’ showroom. He somehow managed to get the same day delivery for me. I was over the moon with excitement to have my new bike on the same day. Haha ??

Returning to the present, as I washed my bike, I recalled under how tough times my parents decided to facilitate me with my personal bike. Their scarifies and love added an extra layer of significance to it.

Running my wet sponge over the bike surface while washing could feel every scratch and the stories hidden within them. I remembered my first fall, the times I accidentally bumped into things, and countless other moments.

Thankfully today I washed bike myself otherwise since last few years I was living in different cities and staying in apartments made it impractical to wash it personally. Instead, I have to head to a washing center for it.

Nevertheless, the gratification of washing it with my own hands today is incomparable. My sense of ownership and connection to it has surged unexpectedly. It's been over 15 years since I had it, and as I cleaned it, it felt like I was revisiting the stories of yesterdays.

Sometimes, doing things yourself adds a unique layer of satisfaction and a sense of closeness to them. I recalled a story I read a few months back about how Bill Gates irons his own clothes. That simple act gives him immense satisfaction and a feeling of productivity. Now, I can truly resonate with him.

Happy Dussehra!

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