Uploaded December 2022 | Updated September 2026, 4 days ago
Dear bicycle!
50,000 kilometres with you.
Some mountains climbed–jungles crossed–and deserts traversed.
We saw rain and snow, wind and storms, dust and shadows.
We shared smiles and tears, joy and pain, blessings and wounds.
Every inch I travelled, every person I met, every story I encountered, it was only because of you.
You took me farther than my dreams.
In the day, you carried me. At night, you waited outside my tent like a faithful horse.
Those awakening sunrises–those nostalgic sunsets–those dreamlike nights full of stars–we were together, in every moment.
People thought I was alone, but you were there with me. They said I was lost, but you showed me the way.
Whenever I doubted myself, I found courage just by looking at you.
How can I forget those infinite tracks and neverending high passes? Going downhill, I was flying!
Was it real?
Maybe none of that happened, and I was only dreaming.
But this doesn't matter.
Another year and another journey await us.
An adventure on the forgotten paths, chasing endless horizons, with the sun smiling back at us.
They may call us fools, but we will dream again!
Love,
Kamran
Dear bicycle!
50,000 kilometres with you.
Some mountains climbed–jungles crossed–and deserts traversed.
We saw rain and snow, wind and storms, dust and shadows.
We shared smiles and tears, joy and pain, blessings and wounds.
Every inch I travelled, every person I met, every story I encountered, it was only because of you.
You took me farther than my dreams.
In the day, you carried me. At night, you waited outside my tent like a faithful horse.
Those awakening sunrises–those nostalgic sunsets–those dreamlike nights full of stars–we were together, in every moment.
People thought I was alone, but you were there with me. They said I was lost, but you showed me the way.
Whenever I doubted myself, I found courage just by looking at you.
How can I forget those infinite tracks and neverending high passes? Going downhill, I was flying!
Was it real?
Maybe none of that happened, and I was only dreaming.
But this doesn't matter.
Another year and another journey await us.
An adventure on the forgotten paths, chasing endless horizons, with the sun smiling back at us.
They may call us fools, but we will dream again!
Love,
Kamran
