The bikes are the easiest parking slots and are having the best facilities to get the master feeling of driving. I learnt that from the internet reviews and found that quite perfect and logical. I said “ok, let us have one”, and ultimately the day came when the bike saw the street alongwith me. I had nice time with the bike and got the best time passed with. I was on the top of the world and fond that the pleasure of the biking was increased and enhanced within me. I made a point that the bike craze within me was growing like anything.

That day I had the bike for the full day and was so happy that just got habitual for the same. This craze continued and the bike love was increasing within me. The most desperate feeling I got was the thrill while driving the bike crazily. One day I had to visit one of my friend homes and just got over the bike. The run was passing on and on and within no time I reached at the destination where I was wanting to. Just parked the bike as per my usual habit at the side of the street and straightaway went to meet the friend.

I was in no idea while parking the bike that this could be the last touch of mine to the beautiful and lovely companion of mine. Within just half an hour of meeting at friend’s home when I came out, could not find the bike at the place of parking. Saw around but there was no clue where the bike has actually gone. The parking slot was also clear mentioning no scope for towing. Still I searched and asked the men around but ultimately had to get convinced that the bike has been stole. I was bike-less and was in no mood to get this fact accepted. I tried to get the cops involved by complaining but everything in vain. Since then, I have never thought of buying other ones as can not forget the feel of the first one (bike). Some one has rightly said, “First love can never be forgotten!!”