The troublesome bridge

When we used to cycle round the lake at Flushing Meadow Park on our five-mile course, there was a particular bridge. Everybody used to cross over that bridge easily, smiling, but for some reason, I always had difficulty on that bridge. Then I used to blame my bicycle. And my bicycle at that time was the best bicycle available!

From:Sri Chinmoy,My cycling experiences, Agni Press, 2007
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