Let me start of with a disclaimer of sorts - what I narrate below is my experience with the two doses of vaccination. Depending on multiple unrelated factors, your experience could be better or worse. The best news of 2021 has been (and continues to be, as of today), the availability of vaccine for COVID-19. The first lot of people who were given these were obviously and very rightly the health-care workers, followed by front-line workers. This started way back in January. I was very happy that slowly but surely, there seems to be a plan to vaccinate the entire country. I could definitely sense a fool-proof plan for vaccinations. Fast forward to February - the Government decided to open the vaccination for senior citizens. I believe this had something to do with the way experts believed that the virus effects the senior citizens worst. Because, otherwise, it would have made sense to open vaccination for any one on the move (mostly middle-aged adults) - these are the folks that carry
1987: When I was in my 7th Grade, every day commute to school was in a cycle rickshaw, modified to carry 6 kids and our bags to school. We would compete to sit towards the rear of the rickshaw with a metal rod keeping us from falling down; we could just jump out at a gradient and push the rickshaw. It was fun, but a public transport. I could not get down where I wanted, I could not go the speed I wanted and some one else was actually sweating for me. I dreamt of a personal vehicle at that time - a cycle, only for me! I thought if I could buy a bicycle, all this could be solved. My elder sister had a ladies' bicycle by then and I always envied her. She never depended on any one to take her places (school, home). I promised to be a good boy and my parents bought me one - an Atlas bicycle. I also had my first mods installed - a softer, spongy seat with extra-suspension, an additional carrier in the front to hold some books. I was delighted. I felt like a free bird. I al