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

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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