Medini RajanJul 11, 20201 min readCyclingThe wind in your hair,Adventure in the air.Sweat piling on your face, Such is the thrill of the race. Your legs pedal furiously, The wheels hum along in rhythmic harmony. It is nothing short of pure bliss,A joy none should ever miss.
The wind in your hair,Adventure in the air.Sweat piling on your face, Such is the thrill of the race. Your legs pedal furiously, The wheels hum along in rhythmic harmony. It is nothing short of pure bliss,A joy none should ever miss.