Einstein and I share a liking for bicycle, violin and sailing. Okay. I haven’t touched a violin nor sailed yet but I’ve got to start somewhere, right? You see, I like to think of myself as a very simple guy. Not because I am one but because I like to believe I am. Even my bicycle agrees with me. After all, we are friends. What are friends for other than pretending to think alike? As for the simple-guy-fantasy, someday I may not show up coz I’d be in Himalayas to fulfill my pursuit of becoming the monk who sold his bicycle. Yeah, something of that sort!
The monk who never sold his old bike
The monk who never sold his old bike
The monk who never sold his old bike
Einstein and I share a liking for bicycle, violin and sailing. Okay. I haven’t touched a violin nor sailed yet but I’ve got to start somewhere, right? You see, I like to think of myself as a very simple guy. Not because I am one but because I like to believe I am. Even my bicycle agrees with me. After all, we are friends. What are friends for other than pretending to think alike? As for the simple-guy-fantasy, someday I may not show up coz I’d be in Himalayas to fulfill my pursuit of becoming the monk who sold his bicycle. Yeah, something of that sort!