The wheel

As the sun was shining exactly over my head, I was paddling my cycle to go somewhere now i cant remember. I felt the rush in my blood and bones and was not going to stop no matter what came in front of me. My cycling was simply dangerous to the people surrounding me as well as me. I do remember some shout that came to me during my almost collisions with some people. Yes, nothing was going to stop me, no walls, no person, nobody... I was unstoppable...

I was then crossing a huge field which was empty of any schoolboys usually found playing football. It was an odd scenario indeed as I did not saw that field empty at any afternoon other than that till today. Suddenly i saw a green kite floating above the field. My hands automatically reached for the breaks, and i stopped... Then I saw them, two boys standing at the far end of the field, one with the string and the other with the reel.

I walked next to them with my bike. I do not know what happened to my urgency just then. I put aside my bike and started chatting with boys. They where brothers whose name i can not remember. However, there I was, standing, looking up to the sky to see where the kite was dancing. I was certain that the boys where very good at flying kites. I stood there for quite a while.

The boy who was flying the kite wanted go home then, so his brother brought down the kite putting aside the reel. After a minute of packing up, the boys bid me farewell and the boy with now the packed kite on his back, loosened the brakes of the wheelchair of his brother. He dragged the char out of the field and then walked along the road pushing the chair and chatting with his brother at the same time.

And there I was thinking that the boys was great at flying kites o doubt better that me. The grass which I was sitting on felt very soft. I forgot about where I was going and sat there the whole afternoon... the weather was just amazing!