My Story - Chapter 1 - a little man

My Story - Chapter 1 - a little man

I spent my littleness mostly on my bicycle. It was fun cycling around in neighborhood. I am not sure if world was different or I was seeing it differently being a k*d. It looks different anyway in many ways. There were k*ds playing soccer or cycling in local streets, what you don't see these days. K*ds are indoors playing alone on a mobile or other devices.

The first memory I recall of myself related to my interest in nylon, is 10 years old me on my bicycle standing still next to stairs in my uncle's front yard waiting for something that I don't remember what it was. I remember I was checking how high I can pull my socks up while I had my foot on stairs leaning on it. My socks weren't so high and I couldn't wear high ones anyways because it looked girlish and I was a boy! I was known very bad to wear anything that was similar to opposite gender’s wear. I remember I thought to myself if I was a girl I could wear very long socks freely!

To be continued...