She stands there...
...waiting for me. Does
she feel neglected. It's been too cold to ride... and I've been busy.
Stay cool girl. You're on my mind.
Cycling from Chandigarh to Delhi
I travel to come down off the feather-bed of civilization – RL Stevenson I do not remember when the thought of an inter-city bicycle ride first occurred to me. A friend came to drop me at the Tribune Circle in Chandigarh. We bade each other goodbye and from then on, I was on my own. I felt energetic and looked forward to the journey. Finally the day had come, I was living my dream. But as soon as I reached the outskirts of the city, doubt started raising its dreadful head.
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