Bilal

i am at the main road of my university, i have a friend from my university, it is raining and we are all waiting for the bus to ride home, i am holding my baby sister's cycle, and i am feeling good to ride it, then a public bus came but its full and only have a room for one person, then I tell my friend to hop in because my home is near and i will ride on this small bicycle home. he left and now am my peddling the small cycle on the road, i see some people waiting for the bus too, i am trying to enjoy my cycling but its too hard to ride just a small bike, some how i reached the bridge of nipa, at the point i heard daniyal calling me and asking for my help to write something for him, i first denied but then after parking my cycle under the bridge i agreed to help then i lost the memory of what happened next....