Cycle adventure: one of them

My two wheeled endeavours can be aptly summarized as : ridiculously short and wild in nature.

Even the humble bicyles i have posessed have been the victims of various accidents of varied degree of conciousness as well as unconsciousness. The unaware person walking in the road has many times got the not-happy side of my hit and trials.

However, the incident which keeps on bubbling up out of the deepest portions of mindcrap is the one involving the 7th class GK exam,the 50-50s, the Mt. Carmel school bus, the standing tempo and the two 'happy go lucky' people on earth. Balancing the cycling act with eating 50-50 biscuits is surely a tough act, particularly when you are asking for the 50-50s from the person behind and a bus is coming from the front with 1000km/hr speed. Unfortunately, when it is realised that the distance between earth and heaven ia only 1 m away, our heroes escape the death only to crash into a standing tempo. The smiling 'Mount Carmel School' logo wheezes past them.I looked back - Sonali was smiling as well as trying to give an angry look to me. She showed me her hand, some powdery thing was there.. She said - look, what you did to my biscuits. I smiled. Then, these people realise that they have been doing this converstion still sitting on the cycle. What is wrong, it shud have fallen ,given us bruises and also excuse for skipping the GK exam the next day. We got down. But, the cycle was standing as if stuck to the tempo..Poor guys tried to give it little jerk as if it is a ghost. It dint move. Later, it was realised that the iron wheel has somehow got stuckk in something of the tempo. Got it free. And moved on..