Wanting to just run away from this life at 100 kmph on my bike somewhere on the highways of India. The mast student-turned-corporate slave-turned-biker had this feeling through out this valentine day. Read a really beautiful line posted by one of my long forgotten friends, but worth attaching as pic.
So even though i am single now, I did pray and remembered my ex-valentine with whom i share some really cherishable and good moments over the years. I wished good for her and actually felt good !
But as the day went down and sun closed its arms, i was badly missing someone. It is usually in these situations that real men turn to their bikes, their true valentines. I did some really fast, zip-zap-zoom and defying ride at law breaking speeds. In fully kitted up riding avatar with my riding jacket, gloves, fiery helmet and shoes on, i looked no more than an alien on road. But in the end, my faithful valentine did not ditch and the evening was well spent with her. We had coffee and then started for home. There is some inexplicable thing that connect bikers with their bikes. Having lived, seen, experienced and surrounded by bikes through these years, i am in love with some of them. I really love Hyosung Aquila 250. The bike defines me. It defines my life which has been like a journey taking me from good roads, to potholes and briefly stopping by for some unconventional scenic beauties and then again...... to good roads to potholes!
But just like real valentines, this one costs to much for my pocket as of now. Nonetheless some day, I will get the true valentine of my dreams, THE Hyosung Aquila 250. We Indians always prefer money over pleasure. Some idiot folks would say, "itne me to car aa jaati !". Somebody explain to them that "four wheels move a body, two wheels move the soul". Only a biker/bike lover can understand that.
I really like the caption for my present bike: " The touring spirit - Because for some, one life is enough". And that's the end. Me and my valentine.....
