Motorcycles + Marko = Happiness

Many people after reading my recent post, asked me why am I crazy over cars and motorcycles.

Perhaps the answer lies in this photo.

It was taken with my sister. I have no idea who took the photo. Probably my Dad.

There is a good chance that the motorcycle belonged to him.

The flat behind was where I grew up, old airport road. Its still there. Will be demolished too.

I remember those nights when Mom and Dad would bring me out. I would be squeezed between them.

No helmets needed at time.

Lots of fun.

Perhaps, this is why I am crazy over motorcycles. Becos it represents happiness to me. Blissful moments sandwiched between Mom and Dad, as they brought me to places I could not recall.

What’s your happy moments about childhood? Can share them here? I would so love to hear from you.

Love, Marko
Investor, Practitioner and Full-Time Coach.