Monsoon Again

So long that I have been out on the road. So long that I have felt alive. So long that I was stuck within the confines of my house and the office. So I left.

Hitting the highway felt liberating. Dark clouds ominously lined the horizon. But there was no fear, there was anticipation. We WANTED to get wet. We rode on.

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Whistling To The Dolphins

Its been a while since I rode any longer than the distance from my house to my office which frankly is not much anyway. So when the Republic Day ride came about, I left everything behind.

RM-X was happening on the same weekend but after a rather non-dramatic meeting with the Inddiethumpers, I decided I didn’t want to go for the gimmickry. I am better off on the road. I am not much of a fraternity guy.

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