A motorcycle today is infinitely more efficient & reliable, not to mention powerful & loaded with tech, than their predecessors of yore! There’s one aspect though that sits uneasy in the head and that’s the growing creep of tech. Some of it is inevitable, a bit is desirable even. But the heart still yearns for…
Tag: Love
Hope in the time of turmoil
We take life for granted. Lost in our professional and personal routine, there’s no time to stop and think about the inevitable. We assume that we’ll return home to our loved ones, our ‘people’.
Cadbury Gems
Something about Cadbury’s Gems that brings a smile to the face. Their colourful appearance, the sound they make when you shake the packet, that distinctive crunch when you bite into them – everything is instantly recognisable. There’s even different ways of eating them. One is where you munch them down. The other is where you…
वाट-पहाती आई
वाट पाहत सगळ्यांची, त्या लाडक्या खिडकीत तिच्या, काढीले आयुष्य तिने. काळ बदलला, परिस्थिती पण बदलली घडवला सगळ्यांना तिने. पण ती मात्र आजही, त्यांची वाट पाहण्यात रमलेली.
Twisties, trails and throttle rolls of fun on the NH3 run
The past few weeks had been rather hectic. Plenty of trips, but more a case of more work and less play. Plus the sight of watching the horses sitting idle in the corral had begun to get on the nerves. There hadn’t been much time on the road since the 2015 edition of Royal Enfield…
The first year of wedding bliss – or chaos and madness, as you please
Them: So how does it feel? Me: What? Them: The first year? Me: What? Them: The first year yeda? Me: Aah! Turns out that the person was trying to ask me about my reactions to the first year of marriage. Well, here goes nothing. In a single line – everything changes and yet nothing does….
The Udipi Pizza Bond
I don’t know when and how Pizza went on to become a five-hundred rupee plus affair, with exotic sounding toppings and whatnots. To me, pizza has been something a lot more basic, a lot more personal. Sometime earlier this month, I took a trip down memory lane. The clock had run backwards after standing still…
A Mother’s Love is a Mother’s Love
She’d been in & out of good-health for close to two decades now. The very meds that keep her going, were messing with her system. A noticeable loss of appetite, against which there seemed no solution in sight. The (now) periodic escape from the city being her only solace. Her blood-sugar levels that had been…
MotoCouple Beginnings – Officially Speakin’
It was one of those IBW Chai & Pakoda Rides. The entire parking lot at Hotel Fountain, off the NH8-Ghodbunder Road intersection had turned into one huge mass of motorcycles and their riders. From the ginormous Harley’s to lightning quick sport-bikes, the Royal Enfield’s and sub-400cc single cylinder machines – they were all there. Amidst this…
Rustique Chronicles: That backstretch run
So we were returning, all showered up. Cruising along quietly when boom, an empty patch has been spotted! A gear drops unnoticed, the throttle opens & into the power band we arrive. It’s like the devil has been awakened & suddenly the scenery hurls past in a blur. A quick-ish upshift & everything disappears into…
at the start
When life transpires to drive a wedge deep within that rips our heart n soul apart it is important that the memories, they live on untarnished and immortal just as they were at the start
no answer ;(
A shattered couple, a girl without her sister at her wedding a guy without his lover, a Royal Enfield without a rider To think, that just a few weeks ago, were a bunch of friends out celebrating a birthday Death, when imminent is still difficult to handle at best Nothing in this world however would…
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