I am not sure if title is appropriate. I always liked seeing new places. But I never felt the urge that I have now to explore new places. We all are born tourer, life is a journey and we all are sailing through it in our way. And one day it will be over regardless of way you handle it. When a child takes birth he brings with him a blank book in which he writes his own story of life. If you see back in your life you can read pages of your life authored by no one but by you. We all have already written so many pages of it with so many colours and flavours.
If you stay at one place the flavour and colours of your book will be around and about the sphere you live in. The bigger the radius of your sphere is, the more colours and flavours of life will be in your book. A famous saying in support can be, "Life is a book and if you don't travel then you just read one page of it".
I discovered my hidden urge, the passion for touring on BIKE out a distress. (CLICK READ MORE...TO KNOW MORE)
I loved riding my motor bike. Till 2007, I was basically a city rider. Office was just 3 kms from residence so only weekend was time to add some kms into milometer...Delhi roads are heaven for city riders and control and performance of Pulsar is unbeatable for city riding (There are some issues with braking which needs care and practice, never apply only one brake at high speed and mare sure bike is straight before applying brake...balance of disc and rear brake is the key)...My best friend used to stay in sarojni nagar, prashant tiwari, I was regular visitor to his house...The distance was 22 Kms from my parking to his parking and I used to make it in less than 30 mins...the flyover curve near AIIMS was my favourite in route to his house.I loved and was contained with my city riding.
Once out of distress I wanted to go out of Delhi but didn't know where to go. The only thing I was sure of was that I won't spend next day in delhi. Wanted to go as far as I could. (Till now the maximum distance I had done was taking a round of ring road, sounds funny!). I had inclination towards Chandigarh but wasn't sure till the next morning. I got fuel tank filled in night, purchased some first aid items, and prepared my travel rook sack bag and slept about 2400 hrs. Woke up early in morning 0500 hrs, and was on bike in next few minutes. It was October 27th 2007 morning. Morning was bit cold, after riding for just 500 meters I realized that I forgot my gloves. I still had a rotten temper so did not bother to go back and get it. I continued riding towards Chandigarh, riding through azaadpur was slow because of road condition and some trucks on the way (but now conditions have changed after metro)...Giving a damn attention to road condition, truck or cold I continued and raised as much as I could. I was determined not to stop before one hours ride. I stopped at one of dhabba in the chandigarh-delhi highway as I completed one hour. It was a pleasant surprise to notice that I had done a fair distance of 70 kms in just one hour. My hands had got stiff because of cold and continuous rash riding for an hour. Had some refreshment at dhaba walked around to make body comfortable and was back on saddle after 15 mins break...
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