Then it was around 8:00 pm. I left my wife on a bicycle to return home from the city.
There are huge monstrous buses, trucks and other vehicles on the main road. I was afraid to ride a bicycle with my wife on the main road. Because now it is very difficult to find a driver who does not addicted. They do not have minimum kindness in their heart. They do not take much effort to save ordinary pedestrians. They go where they want to go. They are reluctant to wait if someone is obstructed on the way. Killed and left.
So I thought I would use the bye pass road, excluding the main road, and avoid the hassle of car-horses. When I was alone, there was no problem; But there is talk of love. I have to be careful.
Going through the village’s painted road. Very quiet silence. The conversation of love was going on with my wife. I got married a few days ago. So the love is still very sweet. I hope this love will remain intact forever. Because, my wife is very good, a little different from others. In the time of story when crossing pedestrians, we often play bells so that our stories do not reach pedestrians.
After a while I lost the right road. My bravery was going to end from the woman I love.
I got off the bike, I dropped my wife off the bike . I was forced to stop on a place where there was no way forward.
When a person on the street, actually show him something that looks like I’m waiting for someone here.
After a while, it seemed like I could see directions on Google Maps and get to my destination according to directions.
At that time, I took the mobile out of my pocket and saw the directions on Google Map and reached home. My bravery remained intact.
Thanks Google Map Authority
