Sound of
the cloud part 4
It’s been coming into my
mind since childhood and I could hear the sound of the cloud in my head in any
tough situations. I don’t know why this is happening to me but there is
one thing that I have realized that it makes me a little comfortable towards
the situations. Thank you very much everyone who keeps supporting me and
throughout this journey. Well, this is part 4 of the title sound of the cloud
and you have been a great audience for me.
If you are new to my blog then
please do visit my previous articles of the same title by clicking on the links
below.
Sound of the cloud part 1
Sound of the cloud part 2
Sound of the cloud part 3
First
bike ride
My dad was a heavy alcohol
consumer and he still drinks a lot. Whenever I am with my friends or
colleagues, I never tell anyone about him. Now let’s discuss my first bike ride
and the beating with the context of sound of the cloud.
It was 2002 and I was only
12 years old. My dad bought a new bike for himself to go to the office. I was a
little kid and never ride a bike before. It also made me excited that we had a
bike now so I could anyhow manage to ride. A few days after that bike came to
my house I went to my dad asking for a bike to ride. And the conversation went
like that-
“Dad I wanna ask you
something” I asked him in a very down voice.
“What is it?” My dad
replied in a rude voice as he always did.
His voice was too rude for
me so I didn’t have that much courage to ask him that day. I said nothing and
ran out of the place.
If you
want something take it
I went to school that day
and continuously thought about the bike and how I could ride it. After a few
days my dad went to travel to the nearby city and I thought that was the golden
opportunity for me to ride a bike. Once he left the house I took the keys and
took my bike out of the garage.
Me and one of my best
friends both rode the bike the whole day and we also fuel up the bike from our
pocket money. That day was amazing for me because I rode the bike for the first
time. The very next day my father came to the town and again I couldn’t have
the courage to ask him for a ride.
But I was too excited for
the ride so I planned to ride a bike without the permission of my dad. I didn’t
know the consequences and I really regret my mistake. It was a fine day in the
summer my dad was getting ready for his office as usual. I thought that while
my father is getting ready for the office I could take a little round by our
bike.
I took the key and went for
a little round in the street. I was excited because it has been 2 months since
I rode my bike by myself. It has to be a little round but in the excitement I
forgot the time and my dad started searching for me. He was asking our neighbors
and local shop vendors for me.
I came to my house after an
hour and what I saw in front of me was that my dad was waiting for me with his
belt. I heard the sound of the clouds again and this time I also started
imagining myself beaten by a belt.
I have been beaten by many
things before but not with the belt. So, it was the first time for me. As I saw
him I just stopped the bike and tried to pull off on the road side. But my
father didn’t have that much patience because the moment he saw me he started
running towards me with a belt.
I was in total fear and
left my bike there not properly and started running on the opposite side from
where my dad was coming. Then it was like we were playing some kind of game or
running in a sprint race. But in that race if I lost against my dad I would
definitely get beaten.
My dad threw his shoe on
me, oh my god that really hurt but I didn’t stop. Because I knew one thing that
if I stopped here than that would hurt me more. However, he managed to catch me
on the roadside of the second block from my house.
I could say that he one
handedly caught me and beat me with his belt from the other hand. He was
beating me all the way to our house. And there was one more surprise for me: my
mom was also waiting for me with a stick in her hand.
My dad threw me in the
house and grounded me for two week. Then my mom came to me and gave me one
tight slap.
On that evening my father
taught me a lesson that you should have asked me for the bike. I was thinking
in my mind that if I would have asked me I would get one slap without even
riding a bike. But one thing I have decided that day is that I will not run
opposite my dad. It is better to be beaten at one place than to be beaten in
the whole street while everyone was watching me.
Conclusion
Hey guys so this is the
fourth chapter in the sound of the cloud series. I hope you can somehow relate
to the story if you have a dad like a Hitler. If you appreciate the article
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