Bicycle: A Short Story
Flash Fiction — Siesta under the tree
2 min readJul 30, 2020
Riyaz would switch between ringing the bicycle bell, shouting ‘move, move’, and losing himself in a thoughtless void.
Every Friday Abbu would take Riyaz to the masjid on his bicycle. Riyaz once told Raju that the masjid is so big that all the world's toys couldn’t fill it up. Raju and Riyaz would then share their lunch boxes.
