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Being a hodophile, it was since my childhood I used to feel ineffeable about bikers, bikings, and roads. The beauty when it goes along with curved roads, the ease of it on highways, the excitement in off roads , the sound of bikes from biker groups when they pass through used to leave me in awe. It was when I came to Bangalore I got accompanied by few friends who loved road trips, trekking and adventures. I got a little lucky here I would tell. Slowly started to go on bike trips long and short distance only to see how these roads excites the bikers…the happiness in their eyes when they first time see and learn that there is another biker in and around. The identification of super bikes just by the sounds.. And two bikers together don’t become friends they become family.. Ask a biker which was their favourite memory of life..and there will be a huge list of trips when they were on roads and they can’t name one. And the discussion with bikers are always divergent. Sometimes about...