A Dream Come True!

Tonight I am so tired, but can’t skip a blog for two days in a row (Apologies!). But when you taste something you have been craving for a long, long time everything seems to be swiped out of your mind.

A few days back one of my friends brought a beautiful piece of engineering called THUNDERBIRD 500 by Royal Enfield something I have dreamt for as long as I can remember & today with Almighty’s grace we went on our first OFFICIAL ride on that roaring beast. I always knew this was going to be one of the best experiences I ever had in my life but still the thrill, excitement, and unknown terrain made it unimaginably good! (Fuck! Words can’t describe this properly). I got up at 6:00 AM on a Sunday morning, got ready, grabbed my helmet and stepped off with my lad to the assembly point. From there no less than 18 wheels rode off into the rising sun to begin the most unexpected of journeys.

Ready, Set, Go! 9 Bulls on a day trip!

With a full throttle we started, not sure of the destination, just riding in a single formation on a double lane highway. As we entered the Ghats section the echoes of our exhaust and our heartbeat were synced in a rhythmic symphony, better than any I have ever heard before. I have traveled this route infinite times but nothing compared to adrenaline, compassion and perfectness of the ride today.

The grace of a formation!

I lost track of time, but it seemed like somebody pulled me from a trance when we decided to go on to some off – roads hunting down some remote locations.

Dust Clouds & Exploration.

4 Kms into the unknown, thundering into the arms of Mother Nature when we found a perfect spot for a photo shoot.

A Scenic View & a Beautiful Bike! No one could resist!

Further down the rabbit hole was a dried part of river with a single puddle of stagnant water at the very end. Guess who was feeling Adventurous?

Me!

Never had a Doubt! :-D

Apparently we were in the forest dept’s region of Kalakund; well thanks to the nearby villagers we were able to quench our thirst the old way!

The Remote Location wasn’t so remote after all!

We found one of the oldest and longest meter gauge tracks in the remotest of locations. Riding is all about impulsive decisions taken together. We set out hoping to chase a train on it’s own track.

Looks like We Succeeded Beautifully!

We were now more than 15 Kms into the forest, time was short and the route hit a dead end on a nearly flowing river. Time to clean up and Head Home!

I Came As A Biker & Left As A Rider!

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Regards,

Rahul

Compassions of a Youthful Heart

I don’t know what it’s about the darkness that intrigue me, as the sun goes down The Thinker in me rises up to juggle up that big head & pool it’s content to fill up my hunger for writing. Tonight it echoes a not so distant past to run my last post towards the finish line.

                     Ah! What a time that was, still lights up my eyes remembering those days. It all started in the senior year of my school life; I have had a few crushes before but none was strong enough to move my soul. Our first meeting was such a lame one that I don’t even remember the most of it. The oldest I remember of her was of a summer’s evening, she called upon a mutual friend of ours and I accompanied him as a courtesy, as we approached rendezvous point, I saw her laughing her guts of with her friend in the middle of the road. I guess that was the first time I felt attracted towards her but I merely acknowledged that. When it comes to the female section my mind works slower than a snail taking a walk in the park. Maybe this was the result of boy’s convent education or an incredible joke by the almighty all I know is that even after this huge flaw I managed to grow my acquaintance with her into a close friendship. We would spend our day together and our nights prating. Sometimes I thought I was too casual, sometimes too intense and lurid, sometimes I crossed some lines and sometimes behaved in a way I never thought I could. I don’t know what it was, till date I don’t know but when I popped out my feelings to her and as to my expectations she made her excuses (what I didn’t thought of was her crying over my shoulders) I was hurt not in a non reacting way but in a manner that made me more violent than usual. I did some pretty insane things some of which I wasn’t capable of doing before but it subsided after a while and I returned to being myself at least as much of me as I could muster. But my heart wasn’t at peace, how could it be - I broke many strings of my ethics on that proposal, and the thought that kept bugging me was why the hell did she cry? Did she like me? If yes, then why say no. If no, then why cry? My mind was bursting with such density of question because of my search for logic that it kept crashing from time to time and I would go back to being a injured Lion (weak but violent). After many efforts from my friends and a long time I brought my mind and heart both back to a state of sanity. But those hurtful feelings are still there buried deep down and cold, and those questions are still unanswered even after we became friends again (Yeah that happened, it was hurtful but she came I couldn’t refuse, perhaps a story for another time) not as close as we used to be but in essence still that strong.

Whenever I share this peculiar story of my life with someone they say it must have been an infatuation, I strongly disagree and so do hundreds of teens. May be someday we will see our affection as infatuation but today even when all is at peace we look back and see our LOVE we classify that as love. Whenever we see them, even today a ray of hope touches our heart that may be someday or somewhere we will be together. Sometimes I see, hope or imagine (Call what you might) that she see’s us together too, but with these relief also comes a tornado of old feels which are as dangerous as a charging bull but I hold on and survive, because I believe “No matter how hard it is, but if you hold on it will all be worth it in the end.” On that sentimental note I let the thinker in me sleep and hope that the next post comes up with something more cheerful for my readers.

Regards,

Rahul

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An Introductory to Love

After that firm foundation laid out on determination and compassion, I set out to give my readers an exhilarating tale to retain their crucial curiosity. It’s been more than a day searching for a worthy theme and I hit no luck so far, then on the next morning as I was watering my small garden (yeah, I love to do that!) I gazed up the sky – Ah! The view it was, looked as though the sky & clouds were revealing their love in way that can only be felt with heart and cannot be understood logically! So once again the inspiration of my writing was dubious, but it still pioneered my brain to unfold some old memories.

In today’s world the word love inevitably means entanglement of two humans, but as I remember my first feeling of affection, it was the time I rode my father’s bike (A Yamaha RX-125) for more than 50 Kms straight for the first time. That day I felt free, I felt mesmerized, not just by the bike but how it changed everything around me. The roads which once were a complex grid now looked embracing and simple. The muddy and barren lands were incredibly scenic. It was as though I was reborn with certain stability in my heart, and my soul felt like it found bliss and with every set of wheels I had the pleasure to ride on it just kept getting clearer and clearer. Till this day those emotions have kept growing stronger, in fact even if I am on top of a busted up machine, the mere expression on my face feels as if I am some king riding home winning a battle. In later years I realized my unique connection with wheels as Love amongst humans was mooted in my life. I faced this complex issue many a times in my teens, sometimes for friends, sometimes for family, sometimes ending good and sometimes leaving scars that never heal. The two events which transpired not so distantly shall be the top of my next post. These events proved to me that every action cannot be understood my men. This I found to be saddening since understanding everything has always been my strong suit, but in my experiments with love I found that “When you understand the logic behind your love, your partner loses the reason to be loved by you.” On that Delphic note I take your leave and hope you join me on to the next post for a curious tale of teens’ love.

Regards,

Rahul

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The Scruples of Life

As I was browsing through the inscrutable web of impenetrable knowledge (Internet) in that dark obscure night, I came across a quote from one of my favorite writer-

                                       As the irrefutable truth of that amazing quote pierced my brains an old, forgotten thought spurred back in my perception, “Writing” this particular trinket has always been in my mind somewhere but somehow got neglected at every twist and turn of life. Today, when it resurfaced I gave up all that indulged me, fired up my desktop and let loose the typing beast in me. After some brainstorming I decided on starting a blog. This blog should be different, not entirely focused on personal or any materialistic issues but should rather be as unpredictable as its inspiration. A place where my readers and I could interact and with a new spirit & unwind the qualms of our lives and our worlds together. Where positive comments Soars up me spirit as well as negative criticism encourages me to work harder to provide you all with a better experience every time.

                  I believe that until you walk head-on into the uncertainty the true colors of life remain unknown to you. On this mighty note I start my journey sharing with you every exciting, fun as well as informative event that I have an encounter with. It may well include the exciting tales of travel or some glorious fun fact or an incredible pile of surprises, you never know? I hope that life brings us so many random things that the genre of this blog may never be defined and I will try my best to see that they reach you in an enjoyable way.

Taking your leave,

Hoping that you remain connected, 

Rahul