Showing posts with label Rider. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rider. Show all posts

Monday, 26 March 2012

Gore Gore Mukhde pe kala kala chasma

It was one of my prized possessions. "WAS" :'( I didnt know till then i used to immortalize and anthropomorphize the things i own ( FYI: anthropomorphism is Attribution of human motivation, characteristics, or behavior to inanimate objects, animals, or natural phenomena. - which all riders do - they name their bikes and talk to them etc )
 
My eye piece was part and parcel of me in all my trips. Its like I am so used to seeing things through the tinted colors. Most of the harsh realities are probably filtered like how i am protected even in blazing sunlight. And it would just make this world a better place and definitely a more liveable, loveable and beautiful place.

It was much more special because it was a gift from a close friend. A friend who wanted to see the lot of places, explore not just about himself but also this whole wide world and who wanted adventure to be his middle name. {Some asked if Maverick was his father's name lol and facebook refused to let him change his name back. I knew for girls were allowed to change their names in the name of marriage and for once as a guy he was in vulnerable position lol)

Life never allows things to go smooth. No one's life is hunky dory when someone has so much fun and smiles never cease to appear from the faces with whom he is. Jokes, pranks, fun were like an ever flowing drought less river. Shor na machaya toh mazaa nahi aaya. Professors hates him for the pranks and for disturbing the few who were pretending to listen to his boring lectures  - he believed in learning practical stuff rather than snoring away in class.

I guess there is only a portion of happiness allotted to each one of us. I am sure he surpassed the limit long before. He definitely lived his life as if it was the last but we were not ready for it. Even in coma he always has a serene contented look when his whole fragile body used to move to rhythm of the ventilator. I really pity how his mother would have taken it, whole family praying outside his room waiting for a miracle to happen. I, supposedly a lion heart, fainted in the ICU at the mere look of how a split second changed the fate of our lives. I say our lives because it was us who endured the pain even after the bed he occupied became available again.Trust me I really wished it was just the smell of chemicals in the hospital that nauseated me.

Probably he achieved more than what we ever did, more mature than all of us and playful than all of us. I feel he would have floated around and checked out the whole world that he wanted to travel and more and probably beyond. All I could probably give as tribute is few smiles thinking if he was still around and take the gogs through most of my journeys. To ensure you see the world through my eyes in case you have missed it.

As you wished you had your adventure when it happened to you, you wanted to ride till death. We all talk about passion for riding but somewhere I still find the purpose!!! The goggle that covers the most expressive part of us, does sometimes hide the deepest pain.

First of all I almost left it at home, but was generously allowed a delay of few minutes to go get for the ride. Just before going to the beach I even asked my room partner not to wear it but I also landed up wearing it. As usual was alone and aloof in the waters enjoying my "My Time" when Host comes to lure me into a swimming race. Just when I dived, the huge wave washed away my goggles.

Dancers in "us"

Dance to me is purest form of expressing happiness. To the punjaban in me expressing happiness runs in the blood. Like few in the riding circuit used to joke and I think abt it seriously - We can dance to the noise of a generator.


I wanted to draw a similarity between the Song Pyaar ki Pungi which portrays a RAW agent who has a wacky side. And now why i want to talk about a flop movie. Just how this song is portrayed my friends also have a wacky side. Not that the normal side was less crazier.

So this post is a peek into how these so called tuff riders of my club would be if at all they are brought onto a dance floor and elaborate their dancing style.


There is always a hesitation before one starts off to show off their dancing skills. Bheed vich saare de saare sher hain.Everyone wants other to start off first. So finally kisi ek ko itna chadathe hain ki someone starts off.. and everyone follows. Guess who would that be????

none other than Major Saab. Not only because he could be our guest of honour but always ( Dubey Ji aap yahan Shudd Hindi mein translate karenge toh bahut meharbani hogi )

Pandey Ji - Shayad claim karte ki mein jawani mein bahut accha nacha karta tha. 


 Samzy - Claims he cant dance without being high. High could also mean happiness of being with friends. To describe his style - shaky shaky !!! I am not getting into further details

Punit Ji - Once narrated me a story where people around him were hurt by his finger ring. Fuelled my wild imagination to be a typical bollywood style. But then somehow i feel he can actually dance and carry even wildest of crazy steps well with a superb expressions. Zyada hua tariff.. As i am saying its just a possibility.

Mohanty Ji - Jab party pad rahi hon tandi, tab entry maarenge do some steps fuel the energy and be a spectator. :) He has potential to make best use of the props around us - like making a bedsheet into a lungi for a song like nakku mukka :D

Anup Ji - the baby faced rock star. I am sure he would be idling near by but when some rock song plays he would get all his imaginary musical instruments and start playing it. Head banging comes close to dancing for him.

Adi - Shayad steps karne ke alas mein he would just lip sync to songs.

Josh - I really had big expectations from him but somehow "I gotta feeling" he will turn unpredictable and be the opp to his name - Joshless ... We can probably use him as a DJ.

Giggle - Bandhi mein enthu hai. But luck bhi toh hona chahiye. If she doesnt have a crape bandage in her legs probably she might do a step or 2. Ya shayad hasdi rahegi.

Seems like an exciting gang and the idea is enticing to probably arrange for a theme party just to validate and test the hypothesis. WAT SAY FELLAS. Rock the party !!!

Wednesday, 21 March 2012

Image of a Biker

Would you allow your daughter to go out with a biker ??? even if its the inner most fantasy of any chic - I am sure as a parent it is a big NO!!!

Just like how we have taboo on Sex, Drugs, Gayism or even Aids - there is taboo on Bikers as well. What comes to your mind when you imagine a biker - a leather jacket, Beard (not necessarily - i didnt have this in my imagination when i imagined about bikers even though the guy who introduced me to club had one ;) ), loudness, quirkiness, cig, booze, even drugs, definitely attitude, dont want to mingle with the world. Oh my fav part - the tattoos

What i have experienced in the last few months of introduction to the club has been eye opening (read mouth wide opened in awe!!!)

First thing that i noticed they are very warm people who really care abt friends and family, Vinni always said they are his family. I never could see how? How can Macho and Care really go togther, I saw it live.
I know each of these guys inside out and each one is an unique antique piece that i treasure - Thought of writing down names but I am sure the list is huge. And considering my short term memory loss I am sure to forget a few names :P

Second, how ever accomplished they are in their fields they are a rider and equal. Respect stems out of humility and with the right set of attitude. Its all about having fun, living life to the max with the people you know.

Hype: who doesnt like to get hyped. When there is a train of bullet passing thro - who doesnt stop to have a look. Sometimes the look of "Oh hopeless creatures" hahha tum kya jaano what you are missing out in life. The sound of thump, each with different frequency but still resonating together.

Loudness: Well the ruggedness and loudness in action stems out of simplicity in life. Know what is right, stand by it, propogate it. Voice your opinions.

One big shout out : Passion. There is a reason to live life. And we guys have discovered our passion and we live by it. We dont coward against social taboo but have guts to live by what they believe. Sometimes we dont fit into the society but that is all the more the reason we are revolutionaries to take society to the next level.

You never understand till you experience it first hand just as I did. May be this is what got me coming back for more rides and i can vouch for the anticipation and longing for club meets.