Friday, November 14, 2014

Making a move on

She was once in love with a guy who was very much into bikes. She remembers pillion riding with him and dreaming of a future together while wrapping her arms around his torso. Turned out they fell apart even before he could change the gear. Today, so many years later, she believes she has moved on to a slower but a more fulfilling place. But has she? After all, whenever she comes across a speeding biker or a wrecked bike—neither of which isn't a matter of dearth in this city—she thinks of him and his love for machine. Well, she doesn't stop there. She silently prays he's safe somewhere and reaching—if not reached—wherever he was meant to.

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