Mahi wasn't very fond of flowers. But when a young florist set up his shop in the route to her school, she couldn't help stopping by. A friendship that started from a bicycle ride soon turned into something else over the course of time. But it could...
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It all started with my bicycle which was much more than a source of transport. It was my companion, friend, secret keeper and above all it was the reason for his presence in my life.
I was in my 12th standard and my school was at walking distance from my house but still I preferred my bicycle to go. I lived with my mother and my younger brother in Shimla and my father lived in Kolkata due to his job.
I was a completely care free, fun loving girl who dreamt of many things but only those which were not considered as day dreaming.
The journey began at 7:00 in the morning when I was getting ready for my new session of class 12. My mother came towards me and she was blushing. I asked her the reason and she replied that a florist has opened a shop next to our lane and it reminded her of her childhood days. I laughed at her and thought that how can a florist make someone smile or blush but little did I knew that those words will turn out to be the purest truth of my life.
I took my bag and the first step towards my new and most beautiful journey started...
