Cycling Wasn't So Easy
Cycling Wasn't So Easy.. My Dad was a Mining Engineer. I completed my schooling till 10th standard in 2 mines colonies near Udaipur, Rajasthan, India - Zawar Mines and Dariba Mines. Both the places were surrounded by Aravali Mountain range. In Dariba, I started to learn cycling in 5 th grade and Dad was the coach – the driver of cycle. It was my brother’s old cycle with which Dad tried to teach me cycling. I used to sit and Dad pushed it. I never pressed the paddle. I just kept my legs on it. Everyday Dad made 2-3 rounds in our lane. Finally, he gave up. Instead of making me to learn, he lost some weight. Maybe I was stealing some time from his busy schedule or I just enjoyed when he pushed the cycle across the lanes. The next round of learning cycling started in Zawar when I was in 8 th grade with my brother’s bigger cycle. This time, I did put some (my own) effort and learnt. But two incidents/accidents occurred. # 1 : Our home (colony) was on top of a small hill. So