I got the locksmith nearby to make the new keys to the motor and get a new lock for the bike. Fixed and done.
Yet the earphone still malfunctioning and I'm still considering the necessity of getting them repaired.
My favourite umbrella remains rusted, a few of its bones broken and it got a hole on it. In this raining season.
Still I manage to live with it.
There's no one to be blame but me. I am not qualified to call it my love. I didn't even love it as it deserved to be.