Time to Recycle

2 days ago, it was No Car Day/ Cycle Day at Carter Road.

What happens on this day every year?

I'll tell you what happens. Last year I enjoyed walking down Carter Road without being afraid I'll be hit by  a speeding rickshaw or an animal that appears out of nowhere. There was lots to eat, a great environment full of happy people and musicians performing too.

This year wasn't quite the same. So, I skipped going to Carter Road and was pretty much trying to get around the rest of Bandra with a lot of difficulty, sulking out of the car window or then being forced to walk distances I wouldn't normally walk.

While walking around I saw all kinds of people

• Serious bikers wearing the weirdly shaped cycling helmets. I never quite understood the reason for a helmet to have that shape.
• Kids who are one-fifth my age cycling too easily. Some even without the extra wheels.
• Babies in strollers being wheeled around by their mothers who looked effortlessly skinny.

Life seemed so unfair.

Mostly cause I still can't cycle. 

I have just once before. 

The day I do it again, I'll tell everyone I recycled.

Since I've been planning my sister's wedding I haven't had time to do some things I planned on doing. Like

• cycling
• conquering the world
• learning underwater swimming

For some reason I've always been afraid of swimming underwater and have never been able to.

I'm not sure how you're supposed to breathe exactly and don't want to risk experimenting and doing it wrong. Also, I feel like I am incapable of keeping my eyes open underwater.

Unless ofcourse I become a movie star and am required to kiss Leonardo DiCaprio underwater.

Now that's what you call commitment!

So, what I'm trying to say is if the right script comes my way where I'm required to be on a tandem cycle with Leo, you never know.

Keeping my fingers crossed.

The struggle continues.