MY RIDE

This one is my friend…I was gifted with her almost 4 years back when I was a bit depressed with something going on with me during that period of my life…The first look that I got of her made my day and I forgot everything cause I got my wings…I had and still have a severe crush on bikes and cars from the time I started riding behind my father…I used to drool over the pictures and images of cars and bikes…I still remember,,,I had a hand-made file containing all the pictures of these vehicles which I used to look at everyday…My first one was a picture of blue Jaguar and I was in school…Then slowly but steadily came Harley,,,Royal Enfield,,,Yazdi,,, Ducati and many more…I was a huge fan of Bullets or Royal Enfield but when I saw the Harley in front of me,,,I forgot everything…I was so in awe to look at the Harley Davidson Fat-Boy in front of me where the rider let me touch it…But they’re dreams to me and I settled with my Honda Activa 125 cc as she gave me my much needed wings…I love to drive,,,specifically on bikes…They fulfill my heart to such an extent which I cannot describe…I love to ride after completing my tution and see off my students at 9.30 p.m. everyday…That particular hour in the night is my salvation…Some find it weird and some oversmart,,,but I find it as my pure love for riding…I have the habit of discussing about the bikes with my students…That’s our leisure time where we enjoy ourselves as friends and not as teacher and students…I don’t know how but my Scooty also became one of close friends and we often plan on going around after the completion of their boards…It might be obsession for some,,,but for us,,,riding is our passion…