Was He Trying to Travel 85+ Miles on a Bicyle ?

Hi ! The Memory I am gonna share with you, happened during my 2nd Year of college.
(God, I hate that Period, Feels like a Nightmare)
The Reasons I am gonna write about this are
1. Sharing this memory will Ease my Mind off a little bit.Every little bit helps, you know.
2. This will make you Appreciate your Life if you Don't.


This all started when things were getting pretty worse, I was getting Extreme Levels of Racism and Hate in and outside of College.
My Studies went into the pits at that Moment, due to the Mental Torture from classmates, I was in the Shambles.
A lot more Afraid than usual, Afraid that what will I answer about Studies ?
A couple of days passed in Confusion, then something came into my mind, Dangerous but who listens to the Reason when they are Angry or Afraid ?
So I decided to Head back to my Grandma's city, Grandma passed away long ago but I still felt like I had no place to go except there.

Whats so Special about going to another city, you may ask.
Special thing was that I decided to do this on a Bicycle, in Cold Weather, with a bag filled with my stuff hanging on my back.
Mine kinda looked like this, Link.
Distance between my starting location and my Destination was approximately 85.79 miles to 93.25 miles.
Crazy, eh ?


Lets Ride :

With only 80 Rupees(0.96 USD) in my pocket (couldn't even cover my fare if I had to take a Bus), I Started my Journy without telling anyone, went out to go to College but headed outside the City instead, Traveled some Miles on Forever Broken Road.



Could this go any Smoother than this ?  :

Things were gonna go smoothly if Axl and Bearings of my Bicycle could withstand the broken Road (Most of the Roads are Generally like this here).
Where my Bicycle Got busted, there was no Mechanic and no parts shop that could supply me with my Bicycle  parts.
Found a Mechanic after some search, he tried but couldn't fix it.So I put it on the Roof of a Local Bus ( You'll be surprised to know the things that Can happen here ), I thought maybe I'll end up in the Big City where I could get my Bicycle Fixed.



Perfect, Just Perfect :

But my Cursed Luck, Bus Broke down, we had to take another bus that took us to a small city, Money was Depleting, there I found another Bus, don't ask how long it took to get to that big city but I got there.



Where to Now, Genius ?

Checked the Money, only 10 Rupees(0.12 USD) were Left.
Luckily I knew someone in that city so I thought I should Borrow some money from that person.
Only Problem was that the person lived 2.5 Miles from my Location where I was standing.
My Bicycle couldn't even move Normally so I had to Semi-Drag it to that place, on Foot.
Reached the Destination, Stayed for some Time, Drank some Water, Thanked and headed for the Grandma's city.
Reason I didn't get my bike fixed was that I thought " Maybe I can make it to where I was heading, so instead of wasting time there, lets Find another Bus Roof ".



Rerouting :

Darkness was growing, Night was just about half an hour away, found out that there was no Possible way to get a bus that could take me and my Bicycle to my Main Destination.
Changed my Route, Decided to Head towards another small city where I could get some way to reach Grandma's City.
I got there while sitting on the Roof of the Bus with my Bicycle ( People do that too, here ), Cold weather was killing me but I stayed with the Bicycle, afraid that I may loose it.
Feels like a Child Lost in a Crowd hanging to his stuff, Doesn't it ?



Thank you Kind Mechanic :

When I got there, It was the Night Time already, I met a Good Mechanic who fixed my Bicycle to some extent, in a Reasonable Price too.
I asked him if he could give me the Directions to the Road leading outside the City that will take me to My Final Destination.
Yeah ! I was thinking about traveling via Road on my Bicycle at Night that is Deserted at that time just because thats an Extremely Hostile Area.
These were the Words of Mechanic to me :

"Do you wanna get killed ? If so, why don't you choose an Easy way to do that ?

Do you know how many Robbers you'll find at this time ? They'll kill you even if they don't find some good stuff from you".

I asked him if I had any other options or I was going to ask someone anyway since I didn't have a Choice, He told me that I could get a Train from here and he was kind Enough to get my Bicycle on Train too.

In the Midst of our conversation a person poped out of the Corner and said that I should go with him, he lives in the Village nearby and I can sleep over and continue my Journey in the Morning.
In an instant, I refused.(Later, My cousin told me that it was a Wise Decision, 'cause that person cold Slit my Throat, he could be the same as robbers, the kind Mechanic wanted me to Avoid)

Kind Mechanic accompanied me to the Train Station and arranged my Bicycle to be on the Train, He had some Contacts in the Local Train Staition.I thanked him for all this Kindness and after some time I was on the Train.



Are we there Yet ? Yes ....... Finally :

Rest was the Only Easy part, I had in this Crazy Day.
Reached Grandma's city but went straight to the Home of my Father's sister, my kind cousins gathered around and asked what happened, told 'em everything later.


Not a Good thing to do huh ? No one tries to Dig up to the Roots of such Events.
No one tries to understand why someone tries such Insane things.
Generally, Victim ends up in getting the Blame.


If You've suffered through your life, you've my sympathies, I totally understand.

For Heaven's sake, Think before you target a person with Racism, think before you Mentally Torture someone so much that she/he looses Sanity.

Don't Try this at Home, or anywhere else for that matter.

Thanks for Reading.

Peace and Love.