Matej je trdno stiskal kljuke na vratih ljubljanske centralne policijske postaje, medtem ko so ga misli neusmiljeno obdajale.

Matej was firmly gripping the door handles of the Ljubljana central police station as relentless thoughts surrounded him.

Njegovo novo kolo je bilo pogrešano.

His new bike was missing.

Bil je april, ko so temperature v Ljubljani ravno pravšnje za kolesarjenje.

It was April when the temperatures in Ljubljana were just right for cycling.

Matej se je s kolesom rad zapeljal po ulicah, a zdaj je bilo izginilo iz njegovega življenja.

Matej loved riding his bike through the streets, but now it had disappeared from his life.

Notranjost postaje je bila labirint živahnih hodnikov, s starimi pisarniškimi pohištvi, povsod pa je visel vonj po papirju in kavi.

The interior of the station was a labyrinth of lively corridors, with old office furniture everywhere, and the smell of paper and coffee hung in the air.

Tam je bil policist Luka, z znanim suhim smislom za humor, pripravljen pomagati pri Matejevi težavi.

There was Officer Luka, with his familiar dry sense of humor, ready to help with Matej's problem.

Matej je stopil do Luku in začel pojasnjevati: "Moje kolo je izginilo.

Matej approached Luka and began to explain, "My bike is gone.

Je modre barve, z rdečimi detajli na okvirju.

It's blue with red details on the frame.

Ima bel sedež in... nov je, komaj dva meseca je star."

It has a white seat and...it's new, barely two months old."

Luka je poslušal in beležil vse, a izza njegovih naočnikov se je prikazal komaj viden nasmešek.

Luka listened and noted everything down, but behind his glasses, a barely visible smile appeared.

Nenadoma so se vrata odprla in vstopila je Ana, Matejeva boljša polovica.

Suddenly, the door opened and in walked Ana, Matej's better half.

Večkrat je vzdihnila zaradi Matejeve pozabljivosti, a danes je imela nekaj pomembnega.

She often sighed over Matej's forgetfulness, but today she had something important.

"Ana, kaj pa ti tukaj?" jo je vprašal Matej, v upanju, da mu bo pomagala.

"Ana, what are you doing here?" Matej asked her, hoping she would help.

A Ana je imela v rokah telefon in na ekranu je bila fotografija garaže.

But Ana had a phone in her hands, and on the screen, there was a photo of the garage.

Jasno in svetlo je na njej sijala Matejeva nova modra kolesa.

Bright and clear in the picture shone Matej's new blue bike.

"Matej, tvoje kolo je ves čas bilo doma."

"Matej, your bike has been at home all along."

Matej je zardel, njegovi lici so postali rdeči kot tisti detajli na kolesu.

Matej blushed, his cheeks turning as red as those details on the bike.

Luka se ni mogel vzdržati in se je nasmejal.

Luka couldn't help but laugh.

"No, izgleda, da si do nas prišel po nepotrebnem, Matej," je dodal z iskrico v očeh.

"Well, it seems you came to us unnecessarily, Matej," he added with a twinkle in his eye.

Policijska postaja se je za trenutek napolnila z veselim smehom.

The police station filled with cheerful laughter for a moment.

Ana se je obrnila k Mateju in mu nežno rekla: "Morava malo bolj paziti."

Ana turned to Matej and gently said, "We need to be a little more careful."

Matej, čeprav sramoten, se je tudi sam nasmehnil.

Despite his embarrassment, Matej also smiled.

"Res je," je rekel.

"That's true," he said.

"Obljubim, da bom naslednjič bolj pozoren."

"I promise I'll be more attentive next time."

Kljub nerodnosti je spoznal, da se mora naučiti biti bolj prisoten v trenutku.

Despite the awkwardness, he realized he needed to learn to be more present in the moment.

Zadovoljni Matej je zapustil postajo skupaj z Ano, Luka pa je še vedno smehljivo zmajeval z glavo, ko je opazoval, kako se par oddaljuje skozi steklena vrata.

A satisfied Matej left the station with Ana, while Luka still shook his head with a smile as he watched the pair walk away through the glass doors.

V Ljubljani se spomladansko sonce ni več skrivalo za oblaki, in Matej je dobro vedel, da bo kolo spet njegovo najboljše prevozno sredstvo.

In Ljubljana, the spring sun was no longer hiding behind the clouds, and Matej knew well that the bike would once again be his best mode of transportation.