“Being challenged in life is inevitable, being defeated is optional.”
― Roger Crawford
The doorbell was ringing uninterruptedly. I opened the door and saw six of my new school classmates on their bicycles. I smiled and asked how they come to know that I live here. The tallest among them said winking, we have links. I gestured them to come inside but they refused saying we have come here to take you with us. Bring your bicycle and join us.
I started looking here and there awkwardly.
The one with beautiful face asked with concern “Don’t you have a bicycle”? If not, you can sit behind me.
Me: No, no, no..I have one, a big one.
Another girl with big spectacle, Oh your mother won’t allow you??
Me: Nah! That’s not the problem.
They (all together): So what’s the problem?
Me (hesitantly): I don’t know how to ride a bicycle.
All of them were astounded but kept mum. But the shortest among them said sneering “You are so tall and twelve years old and you don’t know how to ride a bicycle, such a shame”
Nothing else could hurt a twelve-year-old than being jerked as insufficient in front of others. It made me angry not on the boy but on myself that I was incompetent.
I knew thinking won’t help, action would. I could not take the big bicycle on my own and go on road. I asked my brother to teach me, he procrastinated it saying on Sunday sissy.
But I wanted to learn it before I meet that gang of my classmates again. And as it’s said “When there is a will, there is a way”.
Then suddenly it occurred to me, that there is one person who can help me. I ran upstairs to our landlord’s house. Their younger daughter was a year older to me and had become my friend in short time. I called her out and explained her my situation. She took my hand and we went downstairs. She cleaned my bicycle with old cloth, lying on floor. She checked air in its tube and dragged the cycle out on road. She helped me in sitting on the seat and asked me to hold the handle while she held my cycle from behind. She kept walking with me for 5 minutes and then when she noticed that, I was balancing it well, she left the support. I kept riding for next ten minutes without realizing that she was not behind me.
That’s how I took up my first childhood challenge and overcame it.
I am always thankful to this friend of mine who became my saving angel in time of crisis.
Thank you Anshu di for teaching me how to ride bicycle ❤
PS :Tell me when was the last time you took up some one’s challenge and came out with flying colours?
This my attempt for the Third day of the A-Z Challenge.
Day 3: C(alphabet)