One day my dad took me to a bicycle shop.....it was a pretty cool shop with a huge door and a open board hanging on it,as we entered we saw many bicycles in a row . Dad asked me to select a bicycle whichever I liked. whole showroom was full of bicycles I walked around them, saw many bicycles pink and red and grey with a radium in tyre with a basket a bell and a nice handle. I got confused which one to choose ? I was really amazed after looking at those beautiful shades and varieties , I loved it all.... as a dreamy little child I saw everything but when I was asked which one to buy I wasn't able to tell....all of them seemed beautiful in its own sense I was spellbound.... then papa again...