Hills That We Climbed: June 2026

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Nature: Insect with leaf like wings

Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Hindu Temple: Baba Dudhnath Dham Mandir, Chhapra Megh, Muzaffarpur

Monday, June 15, 2026

Travelogue: Baby Krishna With a Bicycle

While going from city towards the outskirts on my bike, first I came across a man of around 20 who was speeding on his Bullet (Royal Enfield) bike in such a manner that there was almost a certainty of an accident. He was of course not even wearing a helmet. Afterwards, when I entered into major inter-city road, I came across a boy of about five who was running on the road holding a children's bicycle beyond his age.

The boy was brown skinned, his long hair reaching shoulders had turned golden due to sun exposure, and he must belong to one of the vegabond families who live besides highways in tents. He was healthy, fit and fine and was running very fast while holding the bicycle which was of height more than his own. He was about two feet on the main road and I realized it was dangerous of him to run like that.

Correlating the kid and the man, dont't know what is the relation between male genes and a propensity to run high-speed and flirt with danger.

Coming back to the kid, the scene of the baby boy running with his bicycle was so heartwarming that my heart skipped several beats. I also noticed that a woman walking on the other side of the road was starring at the boy, in a gaze of concern. The boy was clearly taking risk running on a main road like this, and I only imagined his family living very near besides the road, although I could not notice any dwellings nearby.

I am aware of sometime that boys of such age always secretely remind me of my son, and hence as I moved past the boy, I could not stop but getting too teary eyed. Now it was my turn to play with danger if I continued like that while riding a bike, and hence I swallowed all my tears with my eyes. Like Shiva, the ultimate God consumed poison to save the world, absorbing all the tears back into my eyes is a little sacrifice I can do, to save the status quo.

On my return trip, the boy was not to be seen anywhere. Perhaps he had returned safely to his road-side home. The little Krishna had finished his leela for today and might continue tomorrow.

- Rahul