The Curious Case of A Dusty Bike!

There is a bike in the parking lot of my office. The bike is very silent and lonesome and very dusty. It never changes its place, as if it is permanently glued to its location. Those who park their bikes besides it, those who roam around and those who go on a mild walk after the lunch through the parking lot, along with housekeeping staff and janitors consistently observe this bike. Some of them let it slip easily into their subconscious, some of them crack a joke about it, some others wonder about it for a moment or two and some others, like me, like to speculate and wonder and write about it.  It has been there at the same place since I have been frequenting the parking lot, that is, since last 1.5 years or so. The bike is not very worn out. It’s not very old either. It seems to be a model not older than half of a decade.

Someone occasionally takes delight in scribbling something on it with the aid of the dust layer which is ever multiplying its thickness. Then, someone else comes and writes something else on it. This way, many itinerants and regulars have left their signatures on it, which get replaced by the other signatures.

When parking lot rests and there is no human activity, the bikes talk together about their owners, their adventures and delights, but, this bike never talks to anyone, it just listens and listens forever. The other bikes say that this bike has gone into coma that seems to them as the only reason why any bike would be mute for such a long time.

The distance travelled by it in all these days has been zero. I wonder who the owner of this bike is and why he has left it like this in the parking lot. I also wonder why our office administration does not take any action to displace it; may be they have accepted it as a permanent member of that space. The sum of the digits in the registration number is ‘13’. That might be the cause of its unfortunate impasse at such a young age.

There are few speculations about the bike. The bike might be of an associate who is working from onsite. It’s very much possible that the bike was parked there even more than 3-4 years ago. The owner of the bike did so because he went onshore and none of his friends were ready to keep his bike with them. It is almost sure that the owner of the vehicle had no relatives in this city. He might have died at client-side or he might have taken a permanent residence over there. In that case too, he might have asked any of his relatives or friends to take care of his bike or he might have requested them to sell it.

The curious case of this bike is so intriguing that it seems to have some profound mystery behind it. If the owner is dead then this bike might stay in parking lot for another decade and the pile of dust on it will also multiply itself 10 times in that time. If the owner comes back he might decide to sell it. The owner of the bike did not intend to abandon it in my opinion, else, he would not have parked it in office parking area; rather he would have left it at any random place. Another possibility is, that the owner was in a hurry and got an opportunity to travel abroad and never came back, still, the possibility that he had no means or contacts to make use of this lonely bike is what baffles me!

 

Note: I wrote this piece in 2010 when I was working in an IT company in Bangalore.

Image courtesy: here

 

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37 thoughts on “The Curious Case of A Dusty Bike!

  1. Traci Drury

    This was fun to read, as well as the comments from readers. I love the mystery about the bike and knowing that we won’t ever know what happened. We can make up whatever we like about the ending or about the story that led to the bike being left in that spot.

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  2. I know a similar bike, a rare one from Yamaha.. But the difference is, I know the owner too very well..my husband only..;)
    He stopped using it 4 or 5 years back, but he won’t sell it as it’s some rare species from Yamaha. So it rests in our car park welcoming guests..:)
    Anyway I really like your writing style which got originated from that unused bike. Blessed bike..;)
    And the mystery part makes me too eager to know further about it.

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    1. Oh that is hilarious! The picture you see is just a sample. The actual bike I saw in that parking lot was in much better condition. Thanks for reading and kind words, Akhila 🙂

      Love and light ❤

      Anand 🙂

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    1. Dear Linda 🙂

      I wanted to avoid making already troubled management more troubled. It has been with me the case. I let people be and find alternate ways to delve deeper in the nature of mystery even when it means its remaining unsolved. The itching mind stops itching after a while and the ever growing pot of mystery and wonder keeps growing 🙂

      Love and light ❤

      Anand 🙂

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  3. Poor dusty bike. Created to speedily and efficiently take someone where they need to go…it must have been very sad to not have it’s purpose fulfilled. I am glad you gave it New Life by making a story of it! How happy it must be to have so many worried what has become of it?! Hugs!

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    1. Yes, very true. Sometimes we do stop and wonder and take notice. At others we keep hurrying up for ‘next big thing’ which doesn’t prove to be as big after all. The world has infinite wonders if we wonder and if we don’t it is too mundane and worn out and boring! Thanks for your wonderful words 🙂

      Love and light ❤

      Anand 🙂

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    1. I have been like this since childhood. About half a kilometer away from our house used to lie a truck–a worn out one, when I was very young, just 3-4 years old. It stayed there for about a decade and I created so many stories about it but it always kept me puzzled. lol 😀 Thanks for your feedback 🙂

      Love and light ❤

      Anand 🙂

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