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28 gennaio This and That - Past 26When you get and when you dont get.
I add on or I subtract, which ever way you look at it. Life is never constant. It adds and it subtracts, to say we are getting what we want and to say we are not getting anything that we want. I am so damn angry but life is life... If I have to say one thing, I honestly want to do today is to shout and scream out loud.... as loud as I can.
But once my voice has touched my innerself, I will wake up to fight and fight and take it all the way.
I screamed once and it rebounded - I screamed again and it rebounded again, I was wet in the rain, soaked in the beautiful weather of wonderful rain and drizzle, the day began and it went over as well.. who to blame and whom not, not a single soul came close except just mine. All I want is .. Just going to come to me.
I Just want to live this life again and not to change a single thing. I am happy to still have come across and no, I wont crib. I am just going live it all & so would you.
The power of prayer is deeper than the power of medicines. I believe and that is all I am going to live on, bodies are too small for our souls. Our souls are invincible. They know which way to go, our bodies just may give up but as long as soul withstands, body will push. The energy is from within, not from the way, we are told and taught all the times. I do believe, the purpose to exist is not just to live, earn, grow and die but is more to this existence. We are here for a reason - The reason is something which we have to explore. We are not bound by relations but we are bound to the energy we create and spread around us.
I want to say today - You may not get what you want but you may get what you want, if you try too hard.
The life begins now and this is the reality. I am here and you are here... we have to start it all again... from the scratch.. The power comes from our within... lets make it .. make it large and make it big and make it possible...
Hugs
M. 25 gennaio RidingFreeBirD is Born ...A new start in the new year, one step closer to my ownself.
Life has given us enough to think up and think down of our thoughts. Some are able to make it further and some just stay the same, only it takes you to expand your vision. I cant see what you see, and you wont see what I see... The Idea is to exist and for your ownself.
So, here it is - my life starts with the small one, the seed of everything is up here, you just have to see it grow now. The time never remains still, the storms do come, shake the trees and break them as well - but the life shows the sign again. Ready to look up again, the life has to start from here.
So, the start is here... RidingFreebird
And the world will soon be a small place, catch the FreeBirD near you very soon...
~m~ 18 gennaio Small Step ...Life Story
Chapter 2 - Small Steps
Sometimes we dont know what will be the outcome of the small things put together. They may be just keep us together but what happens is, with time these small things grow just like a small child. Makes you stronger and plunge into the bigger world out there waiting for you. Its always good to have yourself running on small things that can take you into places. World is not small but small things are stronger than the wider horizon. You will only search for yourself when you look at wide picture, so why not gather yourself together and keep yourself together on what you may need than simply losing the direction looking at the horizon.
Horizons are unlimited but directions should not be lost. Follow your dream and start your life, small it shall be - enact on your own senses and see if it all comes back to you one day. The thing that you love, truly - is yours and it shall reap on you if you loved it and not just left it. They do say the kid in you is the power but hide that kid from the world and the world shall not see it except you and you.
Riding everywhere where a FreeBirD can..... its a RidingFreeBirD soon.
Let the small things be together, they form a big team.
For my own kid inside : Bugger.. stay alive. 10 gennaio Dreams and Dreams... and time when dreams come to life
How does it feel when a dream that you have dreamed about all your life comes into your real life ?
A long wait for couple of years - one thing takes a shape
A long wait of four years - your another dreams adds to join in, to form your life
Is it real that what you wish for is there for you, or is it just that I am living in an illusion of this life.
Quote 06 gennaio StreamlineWhen we are all out of time and Life is busy to identify what is of importance and what is not, it simply is the time to ask yourself !!
It is time enough to ask few questions to yourself ? Are you simply ready for your own challenges ? Are you ready to be strong within yourself to accept ?
Not Easy and not simple but a lot of times, we know that all answers lie within ourselves.
I dont sell my words and I dont make a living out of sharing them to a world, I simply express myself and if it helps others as well, then I am happy to accept that I am serving more than a simple purpose of existence.
Somewhere along the life, I was taught few simple facts of life, know what you are doing - ask yourself of your own doings ?
Are you going the way you want to - in your life, if not stop and still think again, is there any happiness in your own doings?
How content are you with your own life to satisfy your ownself ?
And as I grew old thinking about those questions, I realised - all these things allign towards one direction : Streamline your life.
We dont always get what we want but if we try sometimes, we do get what we want.
Slow yet longer and more painful it may sound but Yes, dont give up... The path along the road is not straight and never smooth.
The Struggle is to begin, I may be just at the beginning my life or just on the door of leaving my own comfort but thats what will challenge me. Make me succumb and stand again. To say it simply, we need time to understand life - we may not know which direction we are going always but I answered that already (in the first fact of life, taught to me). Acceptance to see yourself is the way to achieve a lot. One who has the power to see the depth inside himself has the stronghold of going on with life, although how weak he or she may look but the determination is not due to the strength of your muscles but of your own thoughts. Face life, in the fears to come out of them - one should realise like an adventure ride, there is once a fear and then you eventually come out of it, or unless you just puke and feel - it was not worth it. Still you did go through that ride of rollercoaster... or facing fear.. you dont die still..
To see the life go on, one must trust oneself - the world is not a place for you to trust others. Trust yourself and the one you should trust shall be the one who is yours and none other. Fundamentally, you have to grow to the fact of leaving the trust apart from your own family, rather own family sometimes becomes too harsh and one you need to trust is the one which is yours. Now how you define this yours is all on your own. Friends may stay friends but trust is something that freindship holds only till you are in late teens or in your early twenties. You eventually come out of this shell to call yourself and find answers about this.
What I am simply talking is - Life is a chance of your own choice. We can skip somethings but we cannot miss or close our eyes forever !
You may agree on it - you may simply not ! That is what I say : Life is yours and you should choose - dont let my words get to you but if they do, they talk of what you should and not only I should. Lets make it easier to survive whether its you or me.. People around us are not - who they seem to be always.
Thats why I say - S t r e a m l i ne.
03 gennaio Chapter 1 : FearChapter : 1 - Fear
To begin with life, we all have to begin with ourselves. We all belong to the existence of this world where each and every factor count towards good and evil of life. One Step forward and ten steps down or the other way around. Life means challenges and challenges to a stronger extent of living. Counting on with life, I followed the new road not knowing where it leads me - it was all happy in the beginning - and the real life started - the time kicked in its adversities and struggle begin.
This is when the Fear was imbibed within the soul of FreeBirD. The Person who did not believe in any evils was captured by the strongest evil of all, with a surprise. The evil called F.e.a.r has stepped in with the other factors. Some led by the people surrounding him and some by the existing factors. I wish I could have had a strong power to overcome this evil but I tumbled upon the fact and resented the life with the Fear.
After so many months of changing faces, one evil joins the other and creates the Havoc. Now its not the Havoc nor the Fear that overthrows me but all I am going to tell you is - Fear is an inner sense - Some want it to be there to hamper the happiness of the other one and some create it to prove the power of themselves. Some Do what others cannot even accomplish and some who have the power to accomplish never finish due the fact called Fear. So what is this - when we are feared by others ?
Fear - shapes inside us
Takes a bigger form when we succumbs to our own thoughts
one positive and there will be ten negatives around it.
One Step to proceed and ten small ones walk along with it.
when you see it grow, it only grows bigger.
Its easier to see it and realise.
Harder to challenge and overcome it.
Challenging it - you invite yourself to face the fear.
A bit more than mere challenge if you are weak and the support is not there.
You can become super weak and the life will be harder to accomplish your own existence.
Dont let the fear imbibe your existence, keep to yourself, create your own life with friends you can believe in, re-build yourself and start growing again.
05 dicembre Have I changedJust a Questionnaire between Me & Myself
Have I changed -
Answer is Yes..
Are you bothered, if your answer is Yes,
then better forget me.
If you are not bothered, please carry on with your life
I am not interested !!
Dont ask me -
I dont have any answers.
Thank You very much.. I m unavailable for rest of my life...
You have a wonderful time and a nice life...
If I get time, I may think of getting back to you
Or else, please consider I was never there..
Yours Truly
No one. 19 luglio London After all this while, the life has come to give me what I have been thinking and asking for all this while. A change in life has come to show me a new beginning, a change that has everything to learn from it. Life in all has meaning to everything that happens around you, everything has a small but bigger impact inside you. I leave my home and my people and into the new land with new faces and new cultures. The learning that has to come is endless, there is nothing stopping me here.
It was a call from work that got me moving into this new place. It has been a month and almost three weeks that I adjust myself to this new environment and see the up and down moving into a western civilization embeded with the multiple faceted lives of people. Nothing compared to what we have. Or Possibly even we have it but its more hidden and such people are not so easily distinguishable. Down with these feelings of how the world really works, its a learning. Naive, into the polished world of smart dual faceted lifes. I endure to face it all but still that some of the best people still around life is easier better and more reliable.
Being an Asian in this place certainly makes u stand apart from the rest due to your appearance but such a thing is easily seen anywhere else, or shall we say any foreigner in India can also be easily distuingished. But the point here is, how much different. You still treat a foreigner in your country much more or less the same as any other strange indian. Its the whole point. The first thing that chills you is the silence when you step out of the airport. Back into your room or home, the silence is the killer. The first evening, you find that there are no horns honking around you and the world is suddenly quiet. The next morning when you walk out of your home you find that faces around you dont look up and walk. They have their eyes down looking into their feet and the world for you appears all together a different place. No one can bother anymore about how you appear or what you wear. No one would want to wonder whether what you do or not, but simply stay like nothing around them is theirs. Simple to some but at first a little strange. The adaption to such a place needs time. As a visitor you may not complain but if your stay is like for years you will simply not like to complain but to understand and adjust to it. I like for a fact that such a place demands a lot out of you to accept and not complain.
The journey moves further and the life becomes a battlefield. At work the people are nice and friendlier but the best enemy would be your next desk colleague who you may mistake as a friend but he will be interested in your new life like anything anyone else have asked you about. There is a bigger picture which you will never know but since he is the same indian desi - he will get back to the same way the mean ones would do. Get to your basics and start killing u from there. The heart gets the pain and the pain is in the form of how people (especially - someone from your own part of the world) get to start draining you. The world is a battlefield with a small unknown battle which you realize late that people become insecure and afraid from you. Each word you say in their language - becomes a 10 word answer to their ears.
Along comes another face of life, from the networking sites of the glorious world, I met this nice friend who not only just offered the support but love and affection and if there was a hidden fact to it, I do not know but the time was to answer all the things. Few meetings and things went too fast and with the pace that looking back becomes a visual challenge. Facing it again is a wonderful part and not letting it go another but where am i being taken into, is the Question : To me the meaning is to share but I value rather a bigger aspect of it - A friendship that is more valuable and stepping back can be really daunting but is needed and has to be accepted by life. The new change is evident but its all a part of learning. I learn and share and live it. I live with it and I cannot complain for what I get.
08 maggio Ducati is in India, 2008 Made in Italy, the Italians are here with the name that rocks the world with their two wheels technology. Ducati, the world champions from the year 2007 and the current year underway are already making the waves worldwide. But since the very beginning of the year 2008, all the motor industry counted it as a year when all the major experts will see making their presence felt in India. So Ducati, not losing back in the run when likes of orange (KTM) and green (Kawasaki) are already here with a brand to market themselves with the growing upsurge of young and rich Indian economy.
At the base of the International Mission “To be the leader in premium motorbikes conceiving true icons of passion and Italian style thanks to distinctive features and superior performance proven on the racetracks all over the world” were the words marked by the Gabriele Del Torchio, CEO, Ducati. He announced the official Launch of the Ducati making their presence felt in India with a strong dealership base and a head start to a new venture. He expressed that for Ducati, calling them a customer is not suggestible since they belong to the culture embedded by company from the past as each owner of this motorcycle gets to be the part of family which is called Ducatisti, the official community of Ducati bikers around the world. India is finally no more behind
when it comes to the world of superbikes, the only next thing that we
need is an official track to contest the availability of these
wonderful marvels of human
29 aprile Preparing for A Ride..Scorching
heat with 40C its hard to beat the heat. Its worth a ride to add to the
miles which have been already done and I m preparing myself for the
ultimate challenge. This time its not my own wish but I bound with the
limitations for no breaks and no stops. 20 aprile Love !! What is Love, the question comes again in my mind when you glow without a makeup when you shy without being with someone when you feel you want to be young again when you cannot count the smiles you get What is Love, the question rocks my world again when you want to be with someone when you cannot shut your heart down when you feel this is what... it is - you have been waiting for But, where is Love ... again.. Love !! A word so cute to rock a world ...but do you wanna define it.. ?? can you live with the love for all your life.... does it lasts long.. as long as us ? Love ... version 4:5  Lage Raho, pyaar kya haii !! Kya yahee pyaar hai !! Pucho mujhe nahin apne aap se... 18 aprile WaitThe patience in a man can turn him Grey and old. The Time can turn a man into dust but nothing remains forever. Then this Rat race... What are you trying to prove to the world ? You may be smart or you may be richer but in the end all that counts is... how much you really lived ? Did you just make it to the top with bank balance in loads and bundles or you lived it with nothing in hand but more with the smiles and moments to enrich your old memories with. Choosing happiness or richness is a vivid contrast, I decided to live my life being happy but the world doesnt lets me live happy. So I am forced to choose upon the second one now. !! I hate this world and its people. They are mere followers of rat race making others succumb. From Birth to death - They never live and they see cuz they choose to be dead and blind. But the rest who choose to be free are often blinded by the other blinds. Hate me not but this is how life is. A tribute to the people of this country who have nothing but still live happy. They inspire me more than the "Brown Bread" people. "Today is the day I die/ I m not me anymore" - FreeBirD 17 aprile Being Afraid - U r DeaD As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin! * Not my words but from someone who's been a friend !! Been Clicking and capturing every moment of life that happens to me, I will die but the moments of my life wont. 05 aprile Test Time Trial - Best 250kms in 3hrs18mins Flat Out !! With a small plan ... and in rain we started first 200kms in rain .. it was a pure pain with only my boots getting half a bucket water in them rest all dry & after that the friends bike calling it quits it was a long day Hunger, finally with 11hrs empty stomach eating pizza's and coke in Chandigarh.. Ken, da !! Excuse you.. but I will remember the pizza's Aaj ke baad pizza chandigarh hi khaane chalenge but aapki Superbike pe not on this desi bike... On the way back, holding on to the nerves I kept myself in rhythm ride ... 100 ...110 ..120..125 waah.. the bike does magic and i touch the best time of my life. MY Fastest time .. 250kms - 3hrs 18mins. - 5th Apr 2008 - Karizma - Av. speed - 78.6km/hr - top speed - 126km/hr Damn... what will happen if i get a bigger bike... i will nuke the planes on the land  Why demand a time machine when you can get better options, ask me Thank You Vivek Sir for keeping that faith and getting the bike over to me. Anyday ZMA has the best power, regardless you call it less powered as compared to the P220, but Deees is da bike ... 03 aprile Lifestyles Look into yourself and Look back into yourself five years back I guess - we all have given up to the comforts of life. Let it be anything, all has seen a drastic change at one simple cost, which is us. Once upon a time, I used to wake up to the glass of water, with Neem as instant flavour in my mouth and simple fresh air to explore into. Those are all gone to the life we live today. Moreover the change is so crude that time makes us lose all our identity. Today, with life and priorities stepping on, I m bound to work regardles its day or night, the shift of human body has deteriorated from a usual routine to being awake up to the late nights, working on the screen for hours or even say 14-18hrs a day may seem a little less to speak of but is the fact. The human eyes are gone to the very brink of red nerves showing up instead of white in an 15yrs old kid. Have we lost our basics of human life. Are we just living towards the change of machine life ? Can you ask this to yourself, Has money just made this life all mechanical to the process of living it in the streamlines of its flow. Are you just - just the same you, you have been 5 years back !! Let it be health and your body only... Come'on everyone asks you - 5 years in future, look back 5 years from now in the past, have you not lost that charm n glory of your most precious jewels in the making of five year future plans always.Cant you just look up at you right now, and in your present and in the past for what all has been lost and all that gained. Does this exchange of the gain and loss simply make you happy !! ? May be you just point at this "Lifestyle" phenomenon for real !! Change is eventual, so are we and we are perishable. 29 marzo Tired + Lost = UselessA Feeling which dwells inside
sitting quietly in the way without talking to anyone and not even oneself ...
It makes me feel grey n done
The life has just passed me by !!!
The time
The age
The health
The friends
All gone into the way which leads them.
No complaints but just the way life is.. Some who just pretend to be happy
and some who just are happy knows life is..... gonna go by ..
each second at a time,
each day in a life... You gonna be turning grey
I have no regrets but I feel I need to free myself.
A feeling that is just mine.. Minting money ... wont be a help but just a phase .. that too would go.
Living it either ways with or without
I know ... i am not made for what you all are...
I m hating myself for who i am and
I m loving myself for who i am ....
20 marzo 20.03.2013 - An Appointment In future. in case ur soul may not always tell u everything i have an idea: No matter where or how we r...we will be in touch today, on 20th March..in lets say...5 years  Fß ......... : it shall serve into a good memory .. somewhere e.v : 20.03.2013 we two have an appointment in India, Austria or via phone or letter - the only excuse: death Fяß ......... : which will not be acceptable enough e.v : any better proposals, Mr? Fяß: naa... not that i can think of Fяß: and not that i even will.. e.v : alright .... 20.03.2013 ...no matter where we r or what we do... Fяß: i will put it inside as well as somewhere where i can always check e.v : i wonder if one of us will forget it ========================================= If the MSN servers dont go down, few things shall remain here !! As a memory of the times ... For I am a perishable item.. the servers may not go down ever and ever unless their backups fail. I will let the time come by me... 16 marzo Deadly Delhi - Hate it but we all belong in here. Good n Bad. A meet with a friend from Leh, Lhawang. I met him and we shared our stories as we were meeting after a long span of time. We met another friend with a little drink and some snacks to follow it. Soon we all left from Safdarjung Enclave where this other friend of ours live. We all started smooth, and on the way near IIT across the flyover, we found that there was a sudden Traffic Jam. It was not so long that I crossed a DTC(Delhi Transport Corporation) Bus, to find that there was a guy lying on road with eyes closed and senseless. The chaotic Delhi has no space for helping anyone. Just that me and my friends stopped to see, that there were more bikers and scooterists who stopped and they guy is just lying in the middle of the road. Some ladies on the roadside who saw what happened, told that its the same bus, who was causing the Jam, hit this guy. Even he was wearing a Helmet, but it was not strapped. Finally, some more of us, pulled that chap to the Footpath and it seems that his breath was still intact. The bike was tossed but kept on side of the road by the crowd standing along. The Bus driver was smart to move out quickly and no one seem to be bothered about what happened in the Bus. Such a pity on this city and its people. We found one the Gypsy with Delhi Police written on it was passing by - who did not want to stop but as we shouted and made them stop. The two guys inside were just hesitant to help but finally, somehow we got to manage them to agree to take the Chap to the Hospital, and in that while, one person who was more ready to help made sure he goes along with him. We all waited to find his mobile which seems to have fallen down and split into three with the base of the phone not easily to be seen. The Delhi Police arrived at the scene almost 20mins late and everyone seems to have had gone from the spot. Just a rough idea of things work in the city. The police useless to know anything but just took a note and disappeared. It was a shame at first but its a busy and devils disguise to deal with such people.The lady who saw it all and told us, said, you guys too are biker and it can happen to anyone. He must have had a family back home waiting for him and it was her right to shout and yell to help that stranger. I salute to this lady saying no doubt but this is bad, that so many people and just few to help !! A lesson learned : ride anyway u like But I request you to make sure, you wear your helmet. Not just wear it, but strap it properly. Helmets can be a life saviour. 08 gennaio Jaisalmer & Jodhpur (2 0f 4)Dec 22nd '2007, 0430hrs : Waking up at first seems to be an effort knowing its just a bit early and I m in the warm layers of the cozy sheets, Oh I just got no option but to leave the warmth behind to capture what I have come her for. A long ride yesterday, wonderful people, those pricking thorns and some thrills the ride has made the day look so beautiful. I rush to skip the bath for the time being and I pack on with the layer of clothes as it still dark outside. The Battery packs were on the charge and I should not be worrying about anything. As I leave for the famous rat Temple of Rajasthan. Starting off at about 0500hrs its still dark outside. I have to go the opposite direction for 33kms and I have to retrace back for 33kms on the same path back to reach my initial starting point. I disturb the Sleep of Naanu Singh, to open the locks for me so I can get to the bike and finally hit the road. At first, I have no idea about the roads of Bikaner and I start the journey with the little help from the active people who are out for the jogging. So I finally get to the highway from where I shall be headed to the famous Temple. It was total darkness and the cold was starting to freeze off my fingers. Not in a mood to get my fingers frozen, I just re-adjust the layer of clothes to make them air tight on the cuffs of the jacket near the wrists and the neck. Back on the bike I was enjoying the ride. The fun riding in the night is another adventure. You never know what all is on the side of the road and you just are focussed on your own existence of what you are going through. Be safe and make it to the destination. It was not long that I reached the road where I saw a Tea Stall and I cannot hold myself away from the Hot Tea. It must have been about 40minutes ride for the 33kms. Tea shop owner was just starting his day and I was his second customer for the day, as there was already someone on the counter waiting for his Tea. Next to the bus stop it was good place to chat a bit. The interaction starts over with - my location of visit and where have i come from and the response towards the questions really makes them more excited about the chat we cover. Finally a Cuppa hot tea arrives. And I warm up myself with the first Tea & a biscuits to fill up my stomach. Asking on the directions to the temple, I was just about 2kms away from the temple. And his finger towards the east gives me a strong directional help. Woow... I m here. Finishing off the Tea and getting back on the bike, I come across a lady who was carrying a big suitcase, I just intended to offer her a help and with a smile on face, a good start to the day was not far. She was on the bike, and I wondered she was going to walk for 1.8kms with the suitcase in the biting cold.. well, it was all set for her to get the help and she gets a drop till her home. Coming back from Jodhpur to her hometown for the holidays. A little chat was nice, with her inviting me for the Tea in the cold but I just had one and I respectfully told her about my planned journey and we say good bye to each other. Oh, she stops to ask for my name - Mani & introduces herself. And we say bye to each other. Through those empty lanes the ride was so different, I was liking it. Clicking few shots of those streets which I would not have had seen - had I not dropped her. Coming back to the Temple, it was still dark outside. I parked my bike and I handed my helmet and gloves to the shop outside the temple, The Guy was courteous enough to keep my belongings. I went inside the temple and the morning drums were being played with the rats around all over the place. I walk into the small pathway into the main building where the rats were considered sacred and the whole temple inside have rats who would jump over your feet but will not bite you. Something at first which sure was knocking my head but the fact is, everyone else is there too. So I see the temple and click loads of pictures of those rats and they certainly don't bother what you are going to do. Of course, I paid the camera fee to click inside. Coming out again, the daylight was showing up at a good pace. I just was enjoying the drums and the beats of the music with it in a calm place not so crowded at this time and it was sure a moment to watch. Out of the temple, the darkness was no more there. The day as usual outside the temple was about to start. People and life was spurring faster than anything you can imagine, the Temple was getting its share of visitors and the shops getting their customers. I head back to collect my belongings, and I bought the waterbottle at the same time, I saw him getting the fresh milk from the milkman, I order a hot glass of milk. And a smart well dressed gentleman asks me, where am I coming from - the usual tourist interaction, for a moment he considered me to be a Foreigner !! Do I look like one, He says no one dresses up those biking jackets and the protection and the helmet and then I tell him, its not easy to see people die on Indian roads, when you are off to somewhere, the safety comes first. He got my point and I was going to rush back to Bikaner. It was a nice and not so cold now. I was more relaxed to get back to the ride. On the way back, there was school bus with kids and they were at a surprise when I vrooooomed across the bus but I slowed down to give it a little more excitement, I started clicking them while riding and they sure got smiles on the faces. A ride together for about 2kms next to the bus was good slow moving moments captured in the frame of my pictures. I rushed back clicking my shadows and the empty smooth roads, it was soon that I reached back Bikaner. Almost the time to leave, and I ask Didi for a photograph and she asks me what I do, so I told that I keep a track of all my memories capturing those moments and people I meet. I spend the little time with her husband who gave me the places reference to stay in Jaisalmer and Jodhpur. Besides, I havent had a breakfast but I told them that its nearly 9 and I need to rush so the talks were getting frozen in the past memories. We shake hands and I pack my stuff on my bike, I am ready for the next destination. Another 450kms ride. It was a very homely stay that I enjoyed with these people. I loved the ambiance and the people. The next section of the ride was going to be different than the others. I was more enjoying the moments. Crossing the traffic of the city into the highway, the ride was getting smoother. Soon I was away from the people and into the long desolated roads, where I can just do anything .. yea.. I say anything - It was a mere illusion of being a ride. I can sleep while being on the bike and I do not have worry for anything. I came across three bicycle kids on the side of the empty road, and they kids just wanted to run away. I called them back - showing some toffees, and there they come, we have good time sharing the names and the stories about them. They come away so far on the bicycle and we clicked some shots. One of them was so enthusiastic, he just wanted to be on the bike, so I capture him in the frames. A small break for me rejuvenating my tired butt. They soon run away as I finish taking the pictures. Back on the ride, I come across the army trucks, actually a convoy of about 70 trucks with the canons on some of them, it was tough time battling my way across these group of trucks. The part to see in those trucks were the faces of those soldiers who might be leaving there homes or the families and the loved ones. They sure were not excited or not even have a smile or a happy feeling for where they were being taken to. I know I should feel more lucky to see people for what they do and what they get in life. A ride can make me feel almost the whole world in front of my eyes with the emotions going through. My emotions were disturbed with my hunger. It was nearly 1300hrs and subtle food inside my box, I had to stop on the small road side eating place. Not at all modern. I halt and I get those looks again, firstly the bike, is it an Enfield, where you coming from, a disc brake.. I tell them all and make them know who I m. Wow.. Soon I get to share the talks and I enjoy the meal. Was not so good to eat but I had to fill my stomach without any excuses. I still have a long day to go. Back on the bike, I was seeing the camels on their own, the trucks and the cars but not a single bike on the whole road since I have been on a highway... ummm.... well the mind is playing games inside my head but who cares, I m just going to ride and let the moments go. I click and I click and I see some strange birds across the road, the white eagle... ooo - I cant shoot it, I havent got the equipment. Ohhh I just ride till I realize that my memory card are going to finish over, I switch the card and I empty the card into the portable storage, where I stopped to empty it, the guy walks across me asking, - "Aapko CAT dekhni haii" (Do u wanna see a cat), I was bit shocked, I said CAT - with a little strange expression. He said, he has one. I said fine, lets see your cat. and wow.. he had this small black furry cat. I start my clicks again and the Cat was not willing to look at me, it was hard but i was enjoying those moments. Possibly the cat feels that he may have brought it out so that he can sell her off. But That was not the case, and the minute he left the cat, she ran so fast, I have never seen a cat run so fast, she was just like bullet. Disappearing inside the house again. Back on the ride, I come across the small intersection, where I see the kids with their mom and I realized I got some toffees, so I just ask to come over and I offer them the sweet toffees. well, at first who may take it from the stranger but on a bike I, myself am a stranger in this land. I saw Peacocks along with their small peacocks crossing the road and me trying to stop a good distance to capture them... was really a shot for me to re look at it. It was 1600hrs I reached Jaisalmer. Not going into the city but finding the small cheap hotel to stay in at the very outskirts of the city. I bargained over the over night stay prices and I download all the stuff from my bike into this room, which was not really too good but .. I wasn't staying here longer than few hours in total. With a brisk talk, the hotel guy wanted to elude me into the talks of his to book the desert camel ride. But I was stubborn for doing it all on myself. The Destination was Khuri for the evening. The first Sand dunes of my life. It was early evening, with just one meal in the day so far, I pickup the biscuit packs and fill my water quota. And I m going to take my seat again. It sure is getting crazy... I again followed the instructions of a local guy, He asked me if I can drop him, and along with him came his friend too. So I was doing one + 2 on a two wheels. It was a small hitch but it lasted for 5 kms. The talks were endless besides he was a carpenter all the way being in Mumbai and back to his own hometown. Life is an endless game some play it large and some just keep playing it again & again. The road to Khuri was single lane road at which only one big car can drive at any given time. To ask for a side from a big vehicle could be a pain and I had to go through the pain not once but twice. One army truck blocked me for a long while and I kept on asking for side.. honk - honk - It hardly matters.. Ok... BloooDeey hell.. I go the hard way.. get down the road and pull the gas, no second options.. you have to get pass that truck.. and I just did that. It was scary at first but I knew I want to reach the desert before the sun sets down. I reached Khuri with sun still around and now, the hunt for the desert location. I gave another lift to Madan Singh, a nice chap who helped me reach the last point on the road and his village is about 5kms into the desert. I asked him about his home and he got a Camel for me in no time. He borrowed it from a guy - a return favor, I gave him a ride on the bike, now his turn on the Camel. I could Certainly Shout WohOOooo - Loudly. The view looks amazing.. I would rather want to play in the sand and be a kid... I m sure I wanted to just go and play. I was on the camel for few mins and off i Come.. playing into the sand... It was one fun, watching the sun set down and people who have come to see the desert all sitting enjoying on the dunes. I was capturing the essence of the first fun. It matched nothing else for me. The sun was down and the Moon was on the brink of its peak... wow.. I was in no hurry to go back. I spent as much time as I can. On the return, I and Madan singh exchanged our numbers, for he wants me to come to his home. I m sure I will go again to Jaisalmer and stay with his family. He stays where there is no electricity but the Mobile works... wohoo.. isn't it fun. It sure is. Take my word for it. He leaves and the two kids follow along ... I told them, I will drop you to the village, and they were excited. They posed for my cam and those two kids were so full of life... Gosh.. I cannot believe - One day and so much to live. On the way back, It was a full moon.. This is a Fact of life, that me and my travel gets me the most full moon nights. All under the dark but the moonlit sky was so amazing.. I found one corner on the road and at 2000hrs I was playing with my camera for one hour. In the middle of the strangest place in the world ... I was enjoying myself like no where before. It was calm, peaceful and all mine. Not a single man made resource in a distance to where my eyes can see. Life at large. I reached back to my hotel room and it was 2300hrs.. My jacket was wet due to my sweat and I was trying to keep it airy. I reached hotel room and I ordered a hot water so I can take care of my throat which was indicating me, Its about to go poof pooof.. Soon I head into bed and the sweet sleep.. but It was like living a one whole life in a day.. . So much excitement .. it never ever happened before. !! A day that lasted so long, I lived it so much.. 0030 hrs - Jaisalmer ( In a dingy hotel) I am about to sleep again. A day that lasted 20hrs and I covered nearly 500kms .. it was simply ... Life. Next series shall be here soon (3 of 4). 04 gennaio Jaisalmer & Jodhpur (1 of 4)When the time comes, you cannot stop yourself from doing what you love the most. Dec 21st '2007, 0700hrs : Leaving home to hit the new and unseen world of desert land, it was going to be another ride to get in the good books of a travel guy. I make it to start off at a good smooth pace with constant flow of 70-80kms but there was a little glitch and it scared me for the moment as the bike is about 70,000kms without any major glitches. So, I stopped and looked at the ignition cable, which was little loose so I make it fix harder and it works for me. Off I go again, into the cold weather,where it makes me feel shiver and it lasted for about first hour and then I was fine with the sun as it made the whole wide world look bright in his presence. My first halt was at a Place called KotPutli,where I asked a local guy for the direction and I head on taking a smaller route and leaving the big highway. It was about a time when the world is starting to take on the day and the kids standing on the roadside, people rushing for work but soon it all disappeared into the emptiness of long desolated roads but smooth roads. I was so lost into the desolation of
empty smooth roads that i had almost forgotten the need of brakes, in
fact thats where i ended up messing on my control.. and I was crossing
through the small village of Neem ka Thana where
one guy crossing the road played a spoil game that he ran forward and
then stopped and then ran again making the whole thing come crashing
down into him at the braking and it wasn't more than 30k that I went
straight into him.. Luckily the people around just picked him up and
made me just moving back again. I was thankful but the spirits were
lowered for sure and I wanted to stop - so, a little further from the
scene of action I went ahead into this small turn took a break and had
some water. Checked the damage on the bike, it was the headlight which
was inside the cowl and definitely some damage on it. I get back and
look out for the first mechanic on the way. Hardly it must have been 2
kms that i found one chap opening his shop and I was his first
customer. He opens the thing, estimates the damage and he works on it
while I transfer my pics from the CF card to the portable media. Gosh,
it was some ride. I took a cup of tea, and i decided up empty up some
of the food mom made for me. Gobi ke paranthas ..yumm and soon it was
all inside my tummy. Making me feel more refreshed. The chap puts me back on the road in quick time... Oh yea.... it was fast.!! Soon to a place called Sikar, or rather I spelled it as Seek-er - I loved it for that small break of mine. It was nearly 2pm and I asked him if he has Juice to offer, Oh ofcourse, I took off the remaining stuffed chappatis, fresh juice and it puts me all in my refreshing mode, Its December and its making me sweat hell ... my riding jacket sure was not made for these conditions but it makes me survive those hits n misses Back on the road.. it just glides for the next hour and it still has to flow on ... I reach Bikaner by the sunset hunting down a place and It was little easier to go by the signboards and I found the YHA, a prominent name in the book of my traveler mind. It was a hotel & a YHA Hostel but when I reached there the Guy told me he is out of room. I asked him again on a request as he is the cook & caretaker guy. He refuses me and at same time, no more suggestion too. But by the time I moved out, I met another chap leaving out of the hotel, he was on a bike, and he saw me all tired - a little smile Her first question !! Am I a NRI - I ofcourse was not so how can I say Yes I call back home & All is well - everyone back home is good.. they are at peace.. Mani is all fine I grab the pack of biscuits & a long walk back to the room. Back at the hotel, the same chap who refused me for the stay offered me to welcome again and it was all smiles Soon, the dinner was ready for the serving and I was just... eating out my fingers.... delicious.. I love this Naanu Singh from Rajasthan.. THe new day awaits with half a thousand pics clicked, I captured each moment... every single thing... Shall Continue this in the next series (1 of 4) |
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