<p><i>10:53pm</i> The sense of pride and joy at having covered those few meters on a bike, for the first time, without stalling is something indeed !
All right so moving on, this is about my love, my first bike and my biggest dream that i was able to achieve on my own. It started out with my dear friend Raifal. My friend Raifal and me have not been in contact after 10th grade. And then magically after 5 long years... I met him again... on a Honda CBR 250R!!!
He looked majestic, riding along the road.. no , sorry.. Gliding along on the road on his Candy red CBR, wolf eyes piercing the debris around and lending an aura that commanded respect. And then it began. MAGIC !! for the next 6 months that he was here it was pure magic. which brings me to the next big thing. Hold on i know you are all anxious to hear the magic, but hang on. I am on beast mode so grab a coke, fries or whatever else you please and sit back, relax!
Feb 13th 2013:- as the world prepared to celebrate one of the most awaited and biggest festivals of love, me... well as has been for the past many years since i was born tugged along unaffected by this sickness. Or so I thought. This friend of mine and I went to Cafe Coffee Day late that night, he had this insatiable madness for the 'Devil's Own' drink from CCD. I choose to stare into the emptiness outside. Few cars passed by, as the city prepared to retire for this night. Outside, the roadside flower sellers were in their abundance. The aroma of roses filled the air. At Rs.10 a rose, my friend bought one, for his girl. And boy oh boy, you should see his girl.
The RED one ofcourse ! We took it home and he placed the rose gently over her windshield and gave a gentle kiss as well, saying 'thanks for being there for me when I needed it the most, dear princess'. I took the photos, would I miss such a moment? Cant say i felt jealous, I wondered when I would have my own girl!
But, I Was least prepared for what was about to happen the next day.
I had been at my friends place for a couple of days now, we were bike hunting, he knew how desperately I wanted to have a four stroke baby of my own. We saw a few bikes, but none of them impressed me. But on Feb 14th 2013, 7:30P.M ; as the roads lit up in the chlorine spilled roadside illumination, we stood in front of a quite house in a quite neighborhood in Wilson Gardens. Here was another bike owner who wanted to sell his bike for a good deal. I had quite lost hope. For a good bike came at a very expensive price, those that came cheap, were not worth a second look.
But as the owner rolled out the bike from his drive way, my hear skipped a beat. and then as the full bike came out into the yellow illumination. My hear stopped! She was beautiful! words cannot describe how much. She was everything i had hopped for, my black beauty! Pure black with golden colored wordings "R15".. eyes that spoke volumes at a stretch in just the first look.. rear mono shock, dual disc breaks... liquid cooled 17.4Bhp Fi engine and 149.5cc displacement. split handles.. side farings, light blue illuminated digital display and above all, man, those awesome curves!! Words CAN NOT quite describe how i felt at that moment. My friend saw my eyes light up, far dimming the obnoxious yellow glare from the lamps above, all the 24carat gold in the world shining together wouldn't come close to the glow on my face. As i walked towards her with an ear to ear grin I felt the world around me fade away, just me and this beauty.
In my excitement, i was about to swing my leg over her and take her for a ride when my friend tapped my shoulder and said 'I'll take it from here' , of course he was the better expert when it came to bikes, i was a novice. I stood gaping wide as he took her for a spin. it was just less than a minute before he came back, but it seemed like an eternity to me. I awaited his analysis of the bike. When he did come back, he stepped off and told me the most beautiful lines ever. 'Bro, just think that she was made for you'. step into my shoes for a moment here. cause I don't know how else to describe how i felt at that moment.
It took forever before all the formalities to get the bike in my name was complete. I was impatient as the owner handed me the key after signing the last of the paperwork. But the presence of my expert friend made me look like a fool when i rode the bike. It wasn't until a day later that I finally had my first trip on the bike, and where else better to go for the first novice ride than 'Nandi Hills'. I still remember every moment of that two hour ride (apologies, it was after all my first time, and what should have been done in an hour, took me two hours), every curve that i took ,ever corner that i attempted, ever speed breaker i jumped can never be forgotten. We were aiming to be there by sunrise, but thanks to me, we saw the sunrise much before we reached Nandi. i didn't care for the climb to the hill and the walk in the clouds, I was just grinning away to glory as i thought of the ride and the song 'Idhazhin oram' from the movie '3' kept replaying in my mind. yeah I know, but first love can be a little overstated.
I'd hate to loose you, and I would do anything in the world, to keep you to myself, but right now I am not sure of myself even, how then can I give you that promise which even I don't have. I have come to realize that Life is as much about saying Good byes as it is about saying hello.
You were there to light up my world when it seemed really low and nothing better could happen. I'll never forget that first time i took you out, you made my day! it seemed almost magical. like dew drops on a petal dressed in the sunlight early morning. You were there when i wanted someone to talk to. You gave me a reason to look forward to everyday. I'm sorry that it has to go away as soon as it came.
But i'm not giving up on you, when I'm back I'll travel the world if I have to, just to get you back. And then it will be for life!
-love
Nidhin.
All right so moving on, this is about my love, my first bike and my biggest dream that i was able to achieve on my own. It started out with my dear friend Raifal. My friend Raifal and me have not been in contact after 10th grade. And then magically after 5 long years... I met him again... on a Honda CBR 250R!!!
He looked majestic, riding along the road.. no , sorry.. Gliding along on the road on his Candy red CBR, wolf eyes piercing the debris around and lending an aura that commanded respect. And then it began. MAGIC !! for the next 6 months that he was here it was pure magic. which brings me to the next big thing. Hold on i know you are all anxious to hear the magic, but hang on. I am on beast mode so grab a coke, fries or whatever else you please and sit back, relax!
Feb 13th 2013:- as the world prepared to celebrate one of the most awaited and biggest festivals of love, me... well as has been for the past many years since i was born tugged along unaffected by this sickness. Or so I thought. This friend of mine and I went to Cafe Coffee Day late that night, he had this insatiable madness for the 'Devil's Own' drink from CCD. I choose to stare into the emptiness outside. Few cars passed by, as the city prepared to retire for this night. Outside, the roadside flower sellers were in their abundance. The aroma of roses filled the air. At Rs.10 a rose, my friend bought one, for his girl. And boy oh boy, you should see his girl.
But, I Was least prepared for what was about to happen the next day.
I had been at my friends place for a couple of days now, we were bike hunting, he knew how desperately I wanted to have a four stroke baby of my own. We saw a few bikes, but none of them impressed me. But on Feb 14th 2013, 7:30P.M ; as the roads lit up in the chlorine spilled roadside illumination, we stood in front of a quite house in a quite neighborhood in Wilson Gardens. Here was another bike owner who wanted to sell his bike for a good deal. I had quite lost hope. For a good bike came at a very expensive price, those that came cheap, were not worth a second look.
But as the owner rolled out the bike from his drive way, my hear skipped a beat. and then as the full bike came out into the yellow illumination. My hear stopped! She was beautiful! words cannot describe how much. She was everything i had hopped for, my black beauty! Pure black with golden colored wordings "R15".. eyes that spoke volumes at a stretch in just the first look.. rear mono shock, dual disc breaks... liquid cooled 17.4Bhp Fi engine and 149.5cc displacement. split handles.. side farings, light blue illuminated digital display and above all, man, those awesome curves!! Words CAN NOT quite describe how i felt at that moment. My friend saw my eyes light up, far dimming the obnoxious yellow glare from the lamps above, all the 24carat gold in the world shining together wouldn't come close to the glow on my face. As i walked towards her with an ear to ear grin I felt the world around me fade away, just me and this beauty.
In my excitement, i was about to swing my leg over her and take her for a ride when my friend tapped my shoulder and said 'I'll take it from here' , of course he was the better expert when it came to bikes, i was a novice. I stood gaping wide as he took her for a spin. it was just less than a minute before he came back, but it seemed like an eternity to me. I awaited his analysis of the bike. When he did come back, he stepped off and told me the most beautiful lines ever. 'Bro, just think that she was made for you'. step into my shoes for a moment here. cause I don't know how else to describe how i felt at that moment.
It took forever before all the formalities to get the bike in my name was complete. I was impatient as the owner handed me the key after signing the last of the paperwork. But the presence of my expert friend made me look like a fool when i rode the bike. It wasn't until a day later that I finally had my first trip on the bike, and where else better to go for the first novice ride than 'Nandi Hills'. I still remember every moment of that two hour ride (apologies, it was after all my first time, and what should have been done in an hour, took me two hours), every curve that i took ,ever corner that i attempted, ever speed breaker i jumped can never be forgotten. We were aiming to be there by sunrise, but thanks to me, we saw the sunrise much before we reached Nandi. i didn't care for the climb to the hill and the walk in the clouds, I was just grinning away to glory as i thought of the ride and the song 'Idhazhin oram' from the movie '3' kept replaying in my mind. yeah I know, but first love can be a little overstated.
I'd hate to loose you, and I would do anything in the world, to keep you to myself, but right now I am not sure of myself even, how then can I give you that promise which even I don't have. I have come to realize that Life is as much about saying Good byes as it is about saying hello.
You were there to light up my world when it seemed really low and nothing better could happen. I'll never forget that first time i took you out, you made my day! it seemed almost magical. like dew drops on a petal dressed in the sunlight early morning. You were there when i wanted someone to talk to. You gave me a reason to look forward to everyday. I'm sorry that it has to go away as soon as it came.
But i'm not giving up on you, when I'm back I'll travel the world if I have to, just to get you back. And then it will be for life!
-love
Nidhin.
