Its been one hell of a lazy stay here at Bangalore. The weather is peaceful. Friends are around. I am living in a “fully functional…
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Now here is the problem. I have friends in Bangalore but all of them are working tomorrow. Its a Friday tomorrow so it’s normal. But having been away from it all for this long, it doesn’t exactly come naturally to me. So, yeah, the problem. Since they will all be working till 7 in the evening, getting there any time early means sitting outside their office waiting for it to be over. So I had to leave Gudalur late.
Leave a CommentMy head was filled with thoughts of the clutch case leaking and the tut-tut sound coming from the rear wheel. The rear sprocket is again worn out and I suspect that is causing the sound.
I timed my hotel exit with the possible time when the service centre will open and was promptly there at 9.30 am. The managers were there, the mechanics weren’t. I was there at just the right time. First in the queue. Half an hour later, the rear wheel was off and being investigated deeply. Turns out a couple of bearings had broken under stress and were causing the noise. They didn’t have the sprocket in stock so they couldn’t do anything.
Leave a CommentOn the way from T’puram to Alleppy comes the Varkala beach. Couldn’t stop myself from going to the beach just to enjoy the air on…
Leave a CommentFor the last few days, the thing on top of my mind has been the constant and rather large oil leak from the clutch case. I know the oil levels have been dangerously low and I risk damage to the main chain. I NEED TO do something about it.
Also, I was going to enter Kerala. God’s Own Country. The way I see it, the whole country is God’s Own. We have just left some Devil’s Own to take care of it.
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My Tamil Nadu Tourism hotel in Mandapam was a pleasant surprise. Right on the beach, next to the Coast Guard base with shining hovercrafts for company, little beautiful jetty on the left. Lovely night on the beach. Absolutely beautiful morning.
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Wise men said – Its darkest before the dawn. And we have understood the meaning of those lines whenever the dawn had come upon us. But now when it is dark.
The last few days have been extremely boring and taxing on me. Language has all of a sudden become an issue since there is no way in the world that I can understand a word of either Telugu or Tamil. The journeys have been long and without any real thought. It had all of a sudden become a quest for getting from point A to point B. From Jabalpur to Nagpur to Hyderabad to Chennai, it was pointless. I don’t know what I was doing. And then, the sun rose today.
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Its a Sunday. But that’s not the only reason why it is such a bad day for riding.
Its a sooooper lazy day. I didn’t feel like getting off my bed. I wanted a bathtub and me inside it. I wanted the AC on at full blast. And I wanted Quantum of Solace on TV. So it was a very bad day for riding halfway across tropical Tamil Nadu. South India, I guess, is like that.
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After the refreshing visit to the factory, getting down to riding wasn’t a very nice feeling. If I had my way, I would have found a nice air conditioned room (it was friggin’ hot) and slept my ass off. Add to it the fact that I was severely low on oil in the clutch case and without any replenishment and you realize the task ahead of me. I hated it.
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This was a morning I was looking forward to for the last three days or so. Actually for a long long time. This was the morning I was to enter the pearly gates behind which the machines I ride were first born – whether three months ago or 35 years ago.
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