Thank you..

Dear HK86, It's hard to put into words how much you meant to me. For seventeen years, you were more than just a bike—you were a part of my life, my adventures, my memories. I remember the day that my dad brought you home, your gleaming newness promising endless journeys. Then when i got the hold of you on 8th of june(6) we braved the bustling city streets and found peace in the quiet countryside together. Through rain, heat, and cold, you never let me down. You were always there, ready to take on the world with me, forgiving every scratch and dent I caused. I admit, I didn't always treat you well. I pushed you too hard, neglected your care, but you never held it against me. You just kept going, always faithful, always forgiving. But time has caught up with us. You aged, and it became too much to keep you. In India, keeping a second bike is costly, and constantly repair you... I couldn't bear the financial burden.. I am sorry... On 10th of jan, with a heavy heart, I let you go. Saying goodbye felt like losing a piece of myself. I'm still not over it, and I don't know if I ever will be. But I hope you understand that sometimes, letting go is the kindest thing we can do... Thank you for every ride, every memory. I'll cherish you always. I am sorry. With love, Your Dumb Friend/Brother