My Bike Story,

I got my bike about 3 years ago after my class 12 examination. I got it from my hard-earned money. My obsession for my motorcycle began to grow from the obsession I had for my bi cycle. I had my bicycle after the end of the SLC. I passed +2 in chitwan I must need cycle for college so I buy it.

The name of my bike is Pulsar, and its color is blue. My bike has given me so many memories to remember. We have had a lot of the experience together. My entire rides are memorable at their best. My bike accompanies me to the best. My favorite is the time when I rode it with my girlfriend for the first time. Me and my bike, we have seen a lot .I will always remember the race I had on it once after college in the Bharatpur. My bike, She’s best, she’s smooth, she’s reliable she’s one strong motorcycle. But it is undoubtedly a big special part of my life.

The reason I never let it alone is its sound, its Speed, Its status in the road and its style .The main reason is that I never show my Bike for any big service in the service centre. My Bike don’t let me stop if I want to go anywhere and want to do anything else .Just Switch the key ,change the gear ,pinch in head and NIKAL PADO.

I call my bike the name of Bull. It is the Bull of the road. Once I start it I do not take the name of stop. I want to ride it ride and ride more. Each ride on the bike is a memory that I am going to look back at in the future. I have made long trips on my bike so many times. I rode more than 45000 km in my bike but it is still smooth, fuel efficient and gorgeous in look that’s the reason I love it so much. This is the story of my Pulsar.