"One Picture And One Story Week #83".

_{Hello everyone. I am @mueeinislam
From #Bangladesh 🇧🇩}

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"Dear Steemian friends!
I hope you are all well by the grace of Allah, Alhamdulillah I am also well. Today I appeared to participate in the ongoing "Contest Alert ⚠️ 1 Picture 1 Story Week #83" Competition in the Steem For Pakistan Community. At the beginning of the competition, thank you very much to Admin @suboohi ma'am for giving us such a beautiful competition. So let's get started-----

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Visiting my in-laws for the first time this Eid was already a new experience for me. On top of that, I was very excited to see my uncle and father-in-law's old Yamaha motorcycle. Because I had never dared to ride a motorcycle before, but in the calm environment of my father-in-law and uncle-in-law, I felt that this was my golden opportunity to learn to ride a motorcycle.

Then the uncle took out the old model Yamaha motorcycle of his father-in-law. He dusted off the motorcycle, started it and made a sweet noise from it and said, "Here you are, this is your first teacher." My heart was pounding, excitement on the one hand, fear of the unknown on the other.

Many times before the elder brothers rode motorcycles in many places, but then they did not dare to ride motorcycles. So when I rode a motorcycle for the first time, it felt like riding a huge horse. Uncle and father-in-law sat in the back seat and slowly introduced me the controls to the clutch, brake, accelerator. He taught me what to use and when, how to keep balance, everything very patiently.

At the beginning of riding the motorcycle, I was a little scared, touching the ground and driving at a low speed. I felt like I had fallen. But then the uncle and father-in-law were giving courage, do not be afraid, try slowly. Balance is real. After a few attempts, the fear slowly began to subside. I increased the speed a little. I wandered around the school's large open grounds. The old Yamaha seemed to forgive all my mistakes, giving a smooth ride.

When I rode the motorcycle alone for the first time, it was a different feeling, when the wind hit my face, it felt like I was flying. Uncle and father-in-law's old motorcycle gave me a new freedom. Although the pace was not very high, but for me it was like winning the world. I was a little shaky once or twice as I learned to ride a motorcycle for the first time, but the experienced hands of my uncle and father-in-law were always by my side. He corrected the mistakes with a smile.

Learning to ride a motorcycle on the first day will remain a special memory in my life. On the one hand, the new environment of the in-laws, on the other hand, the beginning of my first friendship with the old Yamaha of uncle and father-in-law. Eid was not limited to joy and love, but also gave me a new courage and confidence. My gratitude to my uncle and father-in-law and a different kind of affection for that old Yamahata was born in my mind. This was my first experience of learning to ride a motorcycle. Hope you all like this post of mine.

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Thank you very much for reading my post. May everyone be well and healthy always, by the grace of God. I end here by wishing everyone a long life.

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I want to invite @ulfatulrahmah @paholags @pea07 @jyoti-thelight @sojib1996 to join this contest. 📎 Here is the contest link.

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