The First Assertion

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My Cycle

My CycleI am standing near the main gate of our small house and making invisible drawings on the wall with my fingers as I watch my friends riding their beautiful bicycles in our lane. I close my eyes for a second and imagine myself riding my own bicycle.

One day I believe that I will have my own cycle and I will be the happiest person of the world. I can bear no longer watching other people enjoying and go inside. I go to my mother and tell her that I will work hard and earn a lot of money and will buy a very beautiful bicycle for me. My mother laughs at me and shakes her head and tells me that if you will earn a lot of money, then you would not want to buy a bicycle, you would want to buy a motor car. I am not convinced by her comment and think that if I want to ride a bicycle, why I would buy a car.

I have got a small wooden box. It has got so many coins. I know, one day when this box would be full with more coins, then, I will be able to get my bicycle. I go to my baba and ask him, how much coins would be needed to be filled in the box to get a bicycle. He also laughs away and says for bicycle I would not need coins but I would need notes. I roll my eyes in surprise and reply him saying that my box would not fill with notes, they take less space. He replies back saying notes carry more worth. I am puzzled. Things that take less space carry more worth?

We have a small house with two rooms and a small yard. In the yard, we park my baba’s cycle with three tyres. We call it a cycle rickshaw. Maybe when I will grow up and I do not get my own cycle, I can ride this rickshaw. But I am scared of saying this to anyone. I said it once to my mother and she slapped me. I cried a lot. Girls do not ride rickshaw, they sit on the backseat. Baba sometimes tells us stories of people who sit on his rickshaw. If I have my own cycle I will not want it to share with so many people. I do not understand why Baba lets so many different people sit on his rickshaw. But when I say this, he again laughs and says different people sit on his rickshaw; that is how I get those coins to fill my small wooden box.

I am looking at this box in my hand and picturing those faceless people who sit on Baba’s rickshaw. I blink and the image changes. I silently wish that someday I will have this box filled with coins and then I will ride my cycle and will be the happiest person.


6 comments on “My Cycle

  1. sunilmathew
    January 13, 2012

    Good one.. loved the line ‘I am puzzled. Things that take less space carry more worth?’

    Keep it up!!

  2. thefirstassertion
    January 13, 2012

    Thank you Sunil. I just need best wishes from you guys for coming up with better ideas each day.
    And its true, we should not judge something in first glance, the qualities or worth for a thing matter.

  3. Kate Kresse
    January 17, 2012

    Your blog is wonderful. Thank you for your fine writing! I am giving you two awards. The first award is a reward that i created to recognize blogs that light up the world. Your skill, eloquence and outlook certainly do that. Here is the link to the history of the blog and to get the badge, too. You aren’t required to pass it on–but if you want to, the link will explain who qualifies.

    The next award is the Versatile Blogger Award. Here is the link for that award–and it tells you the rules, etc.

    Finally this link tells you how to put badges onto your blog if you don’t know how!

    Best wishes for continued success with your blog!

  4. thefirstassertion
    January 17, 2012

    Thank you so much. It is just a petite effort from my side to share with the world about the things I strongly feel about.

  5. dearrosie
    January 19, 2012

    Thank you for visiting my blog, and may I add my congratulations on your two awards. I love the Candle Lighter award.
    I enjoyed your post. What a nice change to read about Rickshaws and a cycle with 3 wheels. I really love your line:
    “I am not convinced by her comment and think that if I want to ride a bicycle, why I would buy a car.”

  6. thefirstassertion
    January 19, 2012

    Thank you so much Rosie. This is the outlook of a small innocent girl. Children have their own world and they do not understand the rules and regulations of our society. They just do what they like and do not have to defer anything because of society’s sake.

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