In morning's sun shine, I was passing through parking, And she looked at me! Angrily, just like if possible she would definitely kill me! It was my fault afterall, I haven't touched her at all! Its been two months since she was waiting, I wished I had made her happy, But, what to do even situation wouldn't have agreed with me! She was my Bike (Yes Ofcourse) What else you all thought? It was my bike, waiting for my ride, I couldn't take her out, And she just wanted to override! She may have remembered, Our rides together, Hills, lakes, beaches and lots of places altogether! Each scrach on her, told different story, Shitty roads, pot holes but still her nature was roary! I went straight to her, throwing all work aside, Felt the warmth, (it was still there) Kept all aside! Washed her neat and clean, And tried with a ignition, But, she just refused! ...