Somehow, that topic sparked off a memory from the morning earlier. I was in a taxi on the way to school, and as usual, I would be looking out of the windows, staring at passing traffic. Yesterday morning would have been like any other morning, except that my eyes had suddenly caught sight of a pink scrambler, just a few metres ahead. The rider was a girl of course, because no sane guy in his right mind would be daring enough to ride on such a vehicle (probably).

But that's just my theory.

Anyway, even though said girl was wearing a helmet with a dark visor on, I had no trouble identifying the piece of cloth that was flowing through in the wind. It was a scarf. Even the reticent cabbie perked up and remarked to me, "So, you got a riding license?"

I replied, "I wish. I can't even ride a bicycle."

We both had a hearty laugh. :)