Jai ho Cycle kee!!!

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I was recently watching some random very 'chitrahaar' kinda song and dance sequence on Zee of popular Hindi movie picturized songs and then there was this song from 'Yaadon Ki Baarat' (besides the point that it is one of my most favorite Hindi Movie; remember dashing Dharmendar Paaji in all black with the seriosuly deathly frown throughout the movie?) but anyhow the song being shown was;'Meri Soni, meri tamanna'....and what I am leading to is that very typically at some point through the song there is this scene in which the Hero grabs a 'Hero' cycle to chase after the heroine...

And that was it! Lo and behold I too was immediately pulled down memory lane (No! Not of chasing down women on cycles, that is another story ;) ...but) of how cool it was riding to school, to parks, to meet other friends, to the bazaar etc. on our very own 'Hero' cycles!...(of course as a result of the whole affordability.... or even allowability-by-parents issue of using scooters/bikes etc)
But considerng how times have changed and things are right now would it be an understatement to say that even in India too the young generation is slowly losing the pure enjoyable touch of riding a simple no-frills-attached, all black Indian bicycle on a day to day basis?

Anyways, not that they recently made me the brand ambassador for 'Hero Cycles' or anything...I simply can't contain the wonderful memories that were recreated for me by simply watching that scene from a movie song...and made me wonder of how much do we truly realize the real joys and pleasure of simple things in life...joys that are lost over time and into your childhood days...simply to come back like this when we are not doing them anymore; making them be missed so much! :)

I mean consider this; the west is promoting biking (jai Armstrongji ki!) for health etc. so strongly now....but then we all used to do it by default and as a necessity already and in those times!?! Remember those cycle stands; a permanent fixture in any parking lot in any area...? Those small tyre/puncture repair shops in every nukkad and gali? The adventure of having cycle races (who hasn't had one!)! The art of attaching a carefully introduced thick piece of paper to the backtire that would produce the curious mobike kinda sound everytime you wrode the cycle!?! That whole fun of not only riding by yourself but riding shotgun? (of course, not to miss the romantic scenes in movies where the Actress would ride shotgun with the Actor of course whispering sweet nothings in her ears...and wheezing his way thru the scene of pulling her in her ridiculous hairdo across an artificial street in an outdoor scene created in an indoor set ;) !?!)

How about those cycles designed specially for women with sarees or salwaar-kurta? I mean you don't get to see those kinds here in US ever, do you!?!...indigenous, one would say!!!

Bhai, that was some wonderful moments and nostalgia that was jumpstarted simply by looking at some 70's cycle on the small idiot box!!!

In these times when traffic is already an issue, consider what a difference those cycles used to make then and how much more capacity the roads could handle in a country low on infrastructure and where it was (and can I dare say; still is) a symbol that is not just a pleasure ride but a necessity!

Anyways: This is post is nothing but simply a tribute to the Indomitable spirit of a typical Indian bicycle (by the way; I do remember 'Hero cycles' the most somehow, what were the other famous brands?)
 
Hooda sahab kaunsi nas pe haath laga diyaaa aaj ye cycle ki baat ched ke? Cycle was sahi swaari during 50s. Shadi me agar ghadi cycle na mile to shaadi nahi kahlati thee wo. Teve pe chatri baint aur shadi me ghadi cycle...LOL...60s me scootors aaye..aur 80s me Maruti...

I am sure we all , particulary the oldies ones, have some sweet memories of cycles. I remember when I moved over to shamli for 9th class, there were only three girls who used to ride cycles. Most of us used to wait by road side to watch them...hahhaaha it was almost watching Sadhna riding the cycle..

I used to have cycle while in university. In hostel they used to take away its valves almost every second night and we used to have fights. I remeber even four of us riding the cycle to a over night mela...

By the way, I still enjy riding the cycle and walking long distances...

aur haan...un dinon me har nai ki dukan me Hema malini ki wo Atlas cycle wali photo jaroor hua kartee thee....LOL.. Cycle ke oppar bade dessi gane bhi huaa karte thee..here is one which was very famous;

1. Cycle wale manne bithale, adde tak le chaal..

aur haan bhai ek aaur sun le Hooda...Nai nai shadi karke chora upne gharwali ko cycle pe baithake sahar me ghumane jab le jata thaa, to sara gaon ghoor ghoor ke dekha karta thaa...LOL

RK^2
 
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rkumar said:
Hooda sahab kaunsi nas pe haath laga diyaaa aaj ye cycle ki baat ched ke?

RK^2

Attaboy Khalkundeji! Way to go! That was exactly what my intention was...to maybe jumpstart some of the 'cycle' memories within the members and see if there are any interesting anecdotes that could be shared with each other!

Isn't it amazing how the 'cycle' is/was more than just a mode of transport for so many of us? It is almost a cultural thing ('watching the girls riding by in college'...see!?!) and then the whole Hema Malini on the cycle waala advertisment poster! Wah...very cool stuff to share with us!...

Isn't there a famous Rajasthani song too about 'cycle'?...I am not sure of the words but it goes something like..."Ara rae... Re! Kae Mikael kood padya re mela mein, re cycle punture kar layo...." :D

Yes, thanks...'Hercules' was another major player brand you are right...

[You know my favorite still would be that full size all black (Hero/Hercules)cycle...man, they were sturdy, could carry three people and unpae ghanti bhi full size hotee thee that would be so shrill and pathbreaking!!! :rolleyes: ]
 
Oye Hooda ji aur wo circus wali choriyon ke cycle ke kartab? ek pahiye ki cycle, fir bina break ki cycle...aur non stop cycle ride for 7 days...Film Shor to yaad hogee naa? Cycle ki gaddiya (seat) kitne style se lagwaya karte thee hum log...ek pure leather ki moulded seat aaya kartee thee... Sunday ko kiya dhulaye aur malish huaa kartee thee cycle ki...hahahaa... I was really good and could ride through very crowded markets without ever hitting or touching anyone.. Arrey janab cycle par baithkar ganne bhi chooste huee chale jaya karte thee hum log... Once I replaced my ghanti with a bhonpu type horn....hahaha...It was real fun to blow it through market and getting attention of girls....hahahaha ... No doubt cycle has lots of history associated with it...Pehlee cycle, pehlee ghadi ek damm pehle pyaar ki mafiq yaad aate hain...hahahhaa pahlee car ki aise ek bhi baat nahi...

RK^2
 
Guys, I too have an interesting story to share when I learnt riding a bike....ha ha ha.... :D even with a thought of it the entire episode flashed across my mind....that was funny...man!!! But later...I know I know not fair...kae karoon eebey thoda kaam sa sae...control tae mere tae bhi na ho rya...but you gotta understand ...lambi kahani hai...so later.. :)
 
Thank You

shailendra said:
I was recently watching some random very 'chitrahaar' kinda song and dance sequence on Zee of popular Hindi movie picturized songs and then there was this song from 'Yaadon Ki Baarat' (besides the point that it is one of my most favorite Hindi Movie; remember dashing Dharmendar Paaji in all black with the seriosuly deathly frown throughout the movie?) but anyhow the song being shown was;'Meri Soni, meri tamanna'....and what I am leading to is that very typically at some point through the song there is this scene in which the Hero grabs a 'Hero' cycle to chase after the heroine...

And that was it! Lo and behold I too was immediately pulled down memory lane (No! Not of chasing down women on cycles, that is another story ;) ...but) of how cool it was riding to school, to parks, to meet other friends, to the bazaar etc. on our very own 'Hero' cycles!...(of course as a result of the whole affordability.... or even allowability-by-parents issue of using scooters/bikes etc)
But considerng how times have changed and things are right now would it be an understatement to say that even in India too the young generation is slowly losing the pure enjoyable touch of riding a simple no-frills-attached, all black Indian bicycle on a day to day basis?

Anyways, not that they recently made me the brand ambassador for 'Hero Cycles' or anything...I simply can't contain the wonderful memories that were recreated for me by simply watching that scene from a movie song...and made me wonder of how much do we truly realize the real joys and pleasure of simple things in life...joys that are lost over time and into your childhood days...simply to come back like this when we are not doing them anymore; making them be missed so much! :)

I mean consider this; the west is promoting biking (jai Armstrongji ki!) for health etc. so strongly now....but then we all used to do it by default and as a necessity already and in those times!?! Remember those cycle stands; a permanent fixture in any parking lot in any area...? Those small tyre/puncture repair shops in every nukkad and gali? The adventure of having cycle races (who hasn't had one!)! The art of attaching a carefully introduced thick piece of paper to the backtire that would produce the curious mobike kinda sound everytime you wrode the cycle!?! That whole fun of not only riding by yourself but riding shotgun? (of course, not to miss the romantic scenes in movies where the Actress would ride shotgun with the Actor of course whispering sweet nothings in her ears...and wheezing his way thru the scene of pulling her in her ridiculous hairdo across an artificial street in an outdoor scene created in an indoor set ;) !?!)

How about those cycles designed specially for women with sarees or salwaar-kurta? I mean you don't get to see those kinds here in US ever, do you!?!...indigenous, one would say!!!

Bhai, that was some wonderful moments and nostalgia that was jumpstarted simply by looking at some 70's cycle on the small idiot box!!!

In these times when traffic is already an issue, consider what a difference those cycles used to make then and how much more capacity the roads could handle in a country low on infrastructure and where it was (and can I dare say; still is) a symbol that is not just a pleasure ride but a necessity!

Anyways: This is post is nothing but simply a tribute to the Indomitable spirit of a typical Indian bicycle (by the way; I do remember 'Hero cycles' the most somehow, what were the other famous brands?)




THANX Shailendra bhai. Merre bi wa appni tooti od bina mud guardan aali yaad aagi bhai.Jib paani mah ke kadhya karte te chotti pe turha jaya karta. Those were the lovely times indeed!
 
Haan er ek aadhi be gaam mein te aati hana CYCLE KE KUTTE BHI PHEL HO JAYA KARTE :) ..... Pher ke tha uska ek temporary jugad bhi tha ..... Maurarji desai aali Davai .... :eek: , Davai mile pache Sehar tahi pohcha diya karti ...... :D

Er ek baat jaroor dekhi choodhe jib aapni choodhi ne kite le jaya karen te ..pache carrier pe na baithate ....aage baithaya karen, poore bollywood aandaj mein ...
 
Kahan Gaye wo Din...

Yu ke yaad diva diya Shailender Hooda.

In times gone by cycle was called 'Kal ka Ghoda' by our elders.

Learning cycle in Sonepat mandi (the rate for hired cycle was 25 paise for half an hour) was more thrilling than the Formula 1, specially when one would dash against a Bania or Banani!!

Then the college days in JAT College, Sonepat (The best college in the whole world: no arguments please). I even remember the Regd no of my cycle till date: 7M007017. How do I remember this? Well my uncle, a lawyer, borrowed my cycle one day to go to Old Kacheri (situated right behind the JAT College.) In the evening he came back walking and told me "Bhai, issa laage se teri cycle chori hogi. Then an FIR was filed but I never got to see it again.

The most famous memory about a cycle ride: You see most of us friends used to RV at Rohtak and stay right in front of Shiela Cinema with our famous Satvir Mama. He was just a few years older than us. Myself and Rajbir Deswal (now SSP Amabala and a prolific writer) got fed up of the cricket matches between England & India (when John Lever ran through the Indian innings) and decided to go biking. We decided to ride from Rohtak to Anta (Deswals village). We rode from Rohtak to Gohana, then on Jind Road till the famous Canal and turned right along the well maintained track and reached Anta half dead. I remember we couldn't move for three days as we suffered cramps. Thanks to Dudh with Haldi and Halva, we were up and about.

Whenever we meet this cycle ride is remembered. And also remembered is what happened on Gohana Adda. We were taking a breather next to a sweet shop and the most inviting aroma of 'Gajar ka Halva' was in the air. One TAU was eying the halva with total concentration. He eyed the whole of it but probably didn't have enough money to buy the quantity that could satisfy his hunger, ie about a kg!!! Self and Deswal started conversing in what would appear to be Russian to a third person. The TAU's concentration was now distracted form the halva to us, we were of course donning hats and jeans and a fag was dangling from one side of my mouth. Suddenly Deswal asked TAU is Haryanvi "TAU Safidon kahni kunsa raah ja se". The expressions on TAU's face can't be written in words!!!

And then there was one 'Lal Pari' in Rohtak. We all bachelors used to admire her secretly. But that is another story... Saari baat na bataya karte!!!

Regards,

JS Malik
 
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jagmohan said:
Yu ke yaad diva diya Shailender Hooda.

In times gone by cycle was called 'Kal ka Ghoda' by our elders.

Learning cycle in Sonepat mandi (the rate for hired cycle was 25 paise for half an hour) was more thrilling than the Formula 1, specially when one would dash against a Bania or Banani!!

Then the college days in JAT College, Sonepat (The best college in the whole world: no arguments please). I even remember the Regd no of my cycle till date: 7M007017. How do I remember this? Well my uncle, a lawyer, borrowed my cycle one day to go to Old Kacheri (situated right behind the JAT College.) In the evening he came back walking and told me "Bhai, issa laage se teri cycle chori hogi. Then an FIR was filed but I never got to see it again.

The most famous memory about a cycle ride: You see most of us friends used to RV at Rohtak and stay right in front of Shiela Cinema with our famous Satvir Mama. He was just a few years older than us. Myself and Rajbir Deswal (now SSP Amabala and a prolific writer) got fed up of the cricket matches between England & India (when John Lever ran through the Indian innings) and decided to go biking. We decided to ride from Rohtak to Anta (Deswals village). We rode from Rohtak to Gohana, then on Jind Road till the famous Canal and turned right along the well maintained track and reached Anta half dead. I remember we couldn't move for three days as we suffered cramps. Thanks to Dudh with Haldi and Halva, we were up and about.

Whenever we meet this cycle ride is remembered. And also remembered is what happened on Gohana Adda. We were taking a breather next to a sweet shop and the most inviting aroma of 'Gajar ka Halva' was in the air. One TAU was eying the halva with total concentration. He eyed the whole of it but probably didn't have enough money to buy the quantity that could satisfy his hunger, ie about a kg!!! Self and Deswal started conversing in what would appear to be Russian to a third person. The TAU's concentration was now distracted form the halva to us, we were of course donning hats and jeans and a fag was dangling from one side of my mouth. Suddenly Deswal asked TAU is Haryanvi "TAU Safidon kahni kunsa raah ja se". The expressions on TAU's face can't be written in words!!!

And then there was one 'Lal Pari' in Rohtak. We all bachelors used to admire her secretly. But that is another story... Saari baat na bataya karte!!!

Regards,

JS Malik

Col. uncle, sahi time per full stop laga diya aapne... :)

Anyways, nice to see people getting nostalgic here. Actually its heartening in a way coz all beautiful memories which we wish to cherish the whole life but unfortunaley get lost somewhere down the lane become vivid once again..
So thanks to you Shailendra.... but wait a minute....lekin yaar aise to tum logo ko emotional karke unke 'secrets' ugalwa logey....hmmmmmmmm......on second thought....meri story cancel. Saari baat na bataya kare... :D
 
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Kalkhande Uncle:
AApki dhkad wali photu kahan gayi? Waise is photu me bhi aap Shaan ke kulbhusan kharbanda jaise lagte hain. :D
Regarding cycles:i have had 3-4 cycles in my family and myself here but one really stood out. My father had got this cycle second hand from somebody and he used to drive it from the airport colony to his workplace. The cycle was low cost, low maintenance thing whose make i do not know; but he used to drive it real slow...i mean a walking fella would outrun that cycle when driven by my father..i think it used to roll by some kind of magic..he never pedalled it hard enough and we were never keen to ride on it with him driving because we hated the speed. In 8 years of eventless stay in our family it never weared out or got worse. We learnt how to drive a cycle first on this cycle...initially it had be driven in kianchi(scissors) style because i was too small to reach the handlebar and when the cycle became a dwarf reaching out out to the seat.The working people in the colony were all driving cycles of different kinds and at different speeds...and you could tell by the rung of the bell who was driving. There was one "Darogaram uncleji" who used to drive it like a rocket and had got a little crazy...once he bought about 3-4 boris of daal(pulses) just because he did not want to do shopping that month and his wife was left with no money. One killer saand (bull) who had slained abt 23 all muslim villagers from nearby (we called him shiva and once he lifted my very small brother with his horns and then put him back on ground without him knowing about it) was a friend of Darogaram...he used to
watch our cricket game in the early morning and also buy icecreams for the saand;the icecream wallah was keen to make money on such occassions because shiva would eat a lot of icecreams once he had the right taste...and only Darogaram could tell whether he would eat barfwali, doodhwali ya multitaste. Mr.Darogaram would not lend his bicycle to elderly people but he would lend his cycle to kids readily...and if the cause was "genuine" he would offer to go without the cycle for 2-3 days. The only good thing was his cycle was always well oiled and it used to run real fast with very small effort.
My father never had a lock on his cycle and i knew the thief would regret it.
Anmol.
 
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cycle main puncher

Lagta hai sabhi ne cycle ki dukan khol li hai.......

ha ha ha ha ha....................................................
 
yeah......gone are the days!

I do remember how difficult it was for me to learn how to ride a bicycle.... with those knees and elbows hurt and tears rolling down the cheeks. I used to ride my elder sister's BSA SLR when I was very young, perhaps in the 4th grade. My friends living nearby used to come over to my place, I would complete all my homework quickly and then we would go for a long ride in the evenings. Whenever mom would need anything from the stores, I would gladly take out my bicycle and get the things for her. Ya.......in the summer vacations, very often I used to take it to the video cassette parlour to rent some cassettes that we all used to watch on the VCR. Aah...nostalgic!! Times have changed....its been years that I touched a VCR or rode a bicycle.
Then when I was in the 7th grade, i was allowed to ride my kinetic honda.....the poor bicycle got totally neglected.....I never touched it again and it was finally given away to our maid.
 
Very nostalgic post indeed....

I remember two things about cycles from my childhood:

1. The slow cycling races we used to have in our colony. The objective that the guy who finished last wins :)

2. The other incident is really funny. I think I was in Class 8th and our history teacher had given the first term answer papers to everybody in the class (remember teachers used to give the answer papers back to us to check for totalling errors etc and guys who used to show up that day with red pens...hahaha...but that's a different story). Anyway it was the last period and the teacher gave us the answer papers to take home and bring to school the next day. My friend stopped at my house on our way back to school and left his school bag on the cycle with the history paper sticking out. When he came out of my house he saw a cow munching on his history paper....hahaha.....He snatched the paper from the cow's mouth but not before she had eaten more than half of it. Even funnier was the expression on the "khadoos" history teacher's face the next day when he told her that his history paper has been eaten up by a cow...lol..

Well Hooda I guess it was part of this nostalgia that caused me to buy a cycle recently that I use for commuting 2 or 3 times a week...
 
Dev Dahiji, Col malik ji NAMASTE!

kya kabhi TOKEN lagane walno ke aage hokar nahi bhage.

It was a common scene at any municipal committee chungi, or any where in its jurisdiction , their staff chasing the cyclist who won,t stop for checking.
I think it was done away with in mid 70s
 
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Often...

Bhai Satyepal,

Bilkul bhaje hain ar kabhi nahin pakde gaye!!!

But since my college days coincided with the 'Emergency Years', we made sure that we followed all the rules.

Regards,

JS Malik
 
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