Pedalling towards my Dreams
I was literally born cycling. At the age of two, I had a push cycle – then, a tricycle and soon, a cycle with training wheels! I often rode doubles on my parents’ bicycles - I loved looking at the roads of Bangalore, talking nonstop, holding onto the carrier or my mom’s t-shirt. At the age of 5, I moved to Amsterdam and the first thing my parents bought me was my first proper cycle. No training wheels! I fell so many times but somehow, I just didn’t want to give up. I climbed back on every time. Then one day, while cycling I told my mom to not let go (as I would say every time) Suddenly, the people along the wooded path by the canals started clapping – I turned around to see my mother far behind me. I felt so happy and proud of myself! And from that day on, I was unstoppable, I was busting the streets, whether it was rain or shine! Biking 3 km to school and back every day. One thing I loved about Amsterdam was the entire city – even the country is connected by cycle paths