To all the bikers out there…


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 which bike is the best, sometimes of their dream bikes, sometimes about best off road destinations, sometimes about best ghats, sometimes about the path along the destination and sometimes about best food in the city…! Yes, I discovered that bikers are also expert with knowledge of unheard unfamiliar food spaces. There are instances where they just ride along 200km just to have an Idli..😬 Not sure if it’s for the love of Idli or for the bike. 

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When asked with biker friends about what biking means to them and why it excites them I got these as answers : 

“The pleasure is when you finish your day's ride, and reach in one piece. You're the smallest vehicle on the road, and you've survived.

The pleasure is when you take off your wristwatch, and see a band of untanned skin.

The pleasure is when your motorcycle and you move as one single united form. Whatever shape the road takes, whichever end of the compass it leads to.

The pleasure is when you use your hands, arms, thighs, knees and feet to steer.

The pleasure is when you take off your riding jacket for a break, and feel the breeze dry your sweat.

The pleasure is when you sing to yourself on an empty road. You're the world's best rock star.

The pleasure is when you cut through air, at 50 kph or 100. 

The pleasure is when you are free. Open.

Independent. Liberated.

The pleasure is when you are a biker.❤️” 

“Biking for me means to explore ..And that excites me because it reduces my stress and makes me feel happy”

Well…these are just some glimpses of it.

It’s a bliss to watch people who does something passionately whole heartedly. And watching bikers feels the same! And on a bike No one ever asks “Are we there yet?”.. It’s the journey with free road.. full tank and full throttle.

To all the bikers out there : Race the rain, Ride the wind , Chase the sunset and when life throws you a curve Lean into it.❤️ 

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