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    Motorcycling heals!

    A few days back, on May 13, 2011, I celebrated the sixth anniversary of a day that had most significant impact on my life; I can easily say that it was a day that literally changed the direction of my life. Six years ago, May 13, 2005, I, along with 4 other riders, went on a 1000 km long bike ride to Uttaranchal. We called ourselves, “Uttaranchal Explorers.” It was just a 3-day ride, but little did I know that day that it is going to change the way I see myself and the world.

    You may wonder why I am trying to glorify that weekend ride? Well to know that, I’ll have to take you a little back in time, in a period when I was not a ‘biker’ or let’s say that I didn’t know that there was a motorcyclist hiding inside me.

    So enter the flashback: Some 2 years before the aforementioned day, I was a small town, happy-go-lucky kind of guy who was happy making money working in a BPO and was steady on a track to change the career and become a VFX/3D (visual effects) artist. I had a small circle of friends. I hardly had any hobbies, except occasional movies on weekends and hanging out with friends. I was happy and content with that when ‘tragedy’ struck. Suddenly my personal, professional, and social life was in turmoil. There were repercussions of problems in one aspect of life onto the other. And before I could realize, I went into deep depression. I had forgotten the last day when I laughed or slept properly. I had brought myself to a point where I was about to be kicked out of a company I gave my blood and sweat to. I was absent from work for many days without informing anybody. I would get up in the morning and get ready to go the office, but would veer off midway and wander on the streets. I had stopped taking my animation classes even after paying a hefty sum for fee. I wouldn’t eat properly for days and had lost a considerable amount of weight. I was afraid to be alone as whenever I was alone, I had the most disturbing thoughts. Every day I would wake up with a single-point agenda to somehow see that day off, as only the fall of night would give me some relief when I would get some sleep; and the same cycle would begin all over again the next day. I had become a classic case of anhedonia. There was a constant feeling of guilt. Life seemed worthless and my self-esteem and confidence had reached down to a level where I couldn’t see my future. Luckily, there were some friends who stood by me through all this and gave me strength to move on.

    Time passed by and I was struggling hard to come out of it as I knew that I wouldn’t survive if I lived like that, but I couldn’t see any way out. It was then that a former colleague of mine showed me some pictures of a bike trip he had recently done from Delhi to Uttaranchal. I was amazed to see those pictures as I didn’t know anyone previously who had done long trips on bikes. I asked him if he could take me as a pillion when he goes for his next ride. He refused, saying that it would be too uncomfortable for both of us. Also he asked me to do the trip on my own bike rather than as a pillion with somebody else. And that was it. I had sort of found a goal in my life. I wanted to go on a long ride on my own bike. Now all that negative energy had converted into a positive one and egged me to somehow do it. And they say that luck favors the brave, that’s when I stumbled upon a thread on xBhp where some guys were planning a ride to Uttaranchal and luckily enough there was one guy from my hometown, Ghaziabad. So I had company. I knew I wouldn’t be like Alice in Wonderland with all those new guys. I couldn’t ask for more. I called up that guy and fixed up a pre-ride meet in the lawns on Rajpath in front of India Gate. Finally, on the D-day, we were 5 guys who went on that trip.

    It was a short-lived trip but left an ever-lasting impact on my life. Those 3 days in the company of some new-found friends in the lap of the Himalayas, away from the chaotic life back home, rejuvenated me to the core. I fell in love with my motorcycle, my Pulsar DTSi-150. I was feeling ecstatic. I was happy once again. I had tasted blood by now and I didn’t want to let go that feeling of ecstasy. I wanted more. So, in less than a month, I was on road again, this time to Himachal on a longer ride with the same group and then within 2-3 months, a 15-day ride to the “Mecca of Motorcycling” – a Ladakh Ride.

    All the pain seemed to have gone away. My self-confidence was back. I was no longer a good-for-nothing guy. I had become a sort of a hero in my locality as no one there had dared to go this far on a motorcycle. Now, I was a regular in all the xBhp meets. I had lots of new friends who shared the same passion about motorcycling. We could spend the whole day sitting at the dhaba or riding the bike to a destination unknown. There were no negative thoughts. All I would talk or dream of was motorcycles. I was ‘cured’ to say the least.

    When I look back now, I wonder what if I didn’t have my bike with me at that time? Was it possible for me to come out of that hell? Maybe no, as had I exhausted all my efforts to get on with the life, but nothing helped, except the motorcycle and motorcycling. Now when I meet someone who is going through a similar negative phase in his life, I suggest only one thing that this is not the end. The world is more beautiful than you think. Whenever you have doubts on your own abilities, just kick start your bike, go on a ride, and find out that lost happiness; it is there only, hiding somewhere on the highway. Chase it down!

    And before I sign off, let me tell you that all my team members who were part of my first long ride are still there with me. The friendship has stood the test of time and has gotten even stronger. Thank you guys, I owe this to you!


    This HT appeared in the June-July 2011 issue of the xBhp magazine. You can buy this issue of the xBhp magazine online here,
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    Hats Off !!

    Awesome Stuff !
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    • #3
      Excellent read it is! Thanks Sunil Bhaiyya for sharing this with all of us.

      There is a quote 'Sometimes it takes tankful of fuel to think wise', I think this quote best suits here!

      Cheers!

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      • #4
        really a way forward on how to live life and not just waste it......... hats off greatly said.......
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        • #5
          Sala dramaqueen

          P.S. Yes, I was part of these rides which Sunil wrote about.

          Cheers,
          Shamik
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          • #6
            Thanks guys

            Originally posted by darkside_of_d_sun View Post
            Sala dramaqueen
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            • #7
              An absolutely amazing write up. Been going through something similar right now and have been going through 'The Tourer' section and the Long distance riding section on xbhp for the last two days. Hope to kick start some touring myself now.
              I always have a pillion when i ride. Its my guardian angel.

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              • #8
                Beautiful, motivational write-up.. Thank you Sunil.!
                .... I will rather ride my Bike thinking about God, then sitting in a Temple thinking about my Bike.. ..

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                • #9
                  Originally posted by sunilg View Post
                  The world is more beautiful than you think. Whenever you have doubts on your own abilities, just kick start your bike, go on a ride, and find out that lost happiness; it is there only, hiding somewhere on the highway. Chase it down!
                  i can so well relate to the above sentiments! whenever i feel low, i just take a spin on my bike and i just wonder how it responds to my feelings so well!
                  it's like a dear friend who's always there for me, cheering me up every time i am astride it!
                  A very wonderfully written article! loved it!
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                  • #10
                    Ekdum sentimental write up!

                    Though it has a fair bit of flaws in the words used or the lines framed, the emotions are very very well conveyed!

                    Ive always maintained the philosohy of the more one travels outside, the greater is his journey within! And this is a definite example for it!
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                    • #11
                      Similar story here.. the healing though is an ongoing process. These days, whenever I encounter someone who is 'getting into a shell' so to speak, I suggest a hobby. Motorcycling as my hobby helped me rediscover myself. I did pick up photography before motorcycling, but there was nothing to photograph while still 'in the shell'. And that is how I guess some of us turn into Motographers.

                      Motorcycling, though has taken a backseat these days, it will be back with a vengance once the healing is complete. Thanks for the writeup.. there is one pending from my side.
                      Advice is a form of nostalgia.
                      Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

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                      • #12
                        @Sunil 'G' - I can relate myself with the feeling you had prior to your trip as I went through the same thing when I did Spiti (My first 'longest' trip), suffering from BPO blues, to family issues and my matters related to my love life. Brings back all the memories of my trip.

                        Very well explained not to forget the emotions you must have through even while typing it down.
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                        • #13
                          Amazing writeup...Brought back my memories as my start to touring was also during some similar situations...Was totally down and out, given up on mostly everything when suddenly there was a last minute small bike trip (and my first trip too) with one of my best friend...There has been no looking back since then...
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                          • #14
                            Seeing the responses here, it is clear that we all go through that dark phase in life some time or the other and mostly when we are just growing up and have truck loads of (over)confidence. But, all it takes is a slight push to destroy the pillars on which our fantasy world is built.

                            But that push is necessary I guess, to pull us out of the imaginary world and show us the real picture. The earlier we get out, the better it is.

                            And after the philosophy lecture (phew!) time to say thanks to all who read it and liked it. Thanks guys.

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                            Originally posted by antz.bin View Post
                            Motorcycling, though has taken a backseat these days, it will be back with a vengance once the healing is complete. Thanks for the writeup.. there is one pending from my side.
                            Hope to see motorcyclist within you back on the saddle, soon!
                            Last edited by sunilg; 01-21-2012, 01:23 PM.
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                            • #15
                              Originally posted by sunilg View Post
                              So enter the flashback: Some 2 years before the aforementioned day, I was a small town, happy-go-lucky kind of guy who was happy making money working in a BPO and was steady on a track to change the career and become a VFX/3D (visual effects) artist. I had a small circle of friends. I hardly had any hobbies, except occasional movies on weekends and hanging out with friends. I was happy and content with that when ‘tragedy’ struck. Suddenly my personal, professional, and social life was in turmoil. There were repercussions of problems in one aspect of life onto the other. And before I could realize, I went into deep depression. I had forgotten the last day when I laughed or slept properly. I had brought myself to a point where I was about to be kicked out of a company I gave my blood and sweat to. I was absent from work for many days without informing anybody. I would get up in the morning and get ready to go the office, but would veer off midway and wander on the streets. I had stopped taking my animation classes even after paying a hefty sum for fee. I wouldn’t eat properly for days and had lost a considerable amount of weight. I was afraid to be alone as whenever I was alone, I had the most disturbing thoughts. Every day I would wake up with a single-point agenda to somehow see that day off, as only the fall of night would give me some relief when I would get some sleep; and the same cycle would begin all over again the next day. I had become a classic case of anhedonia. There was a constant feeling of guilt. Life seemed worthless and my self-esteem and confidence had reached down to a level where I couldn’t see my future. Luckily, there were some friends who stood by me through all this and gave me strength to move on.

                              Time passed by and I was struggling hard to come out of it as I knew that I wouldn’t survive if I lived like that, but I couldn’t see any way out. It was then that a former colleague of mine showed me some pictures of a bike trip he had recently done from Delhi to Uttaranchal. I was amazed to see those pictures as I didn’t know anyone previously who had done long trips on bikes. I asked him if he could take me as a pillion when he goes for his next ride. He refused, saying that it would be too uncomfortable for both of us. Also he asked me to do the trip on my own bike rather than as a pillion with somebody else. And that was it. I had sort of found a goal in my life. I wanted to go on a long ride on my own bike. Now all that negative energy had converted into a positive one and egged me to somehow do it.

                              Now when I meet someone who is going through a similar negative phase in his life, I suggest only one thing that this is not the end. The world is more beautiful than you think. Whenever you have doubts on your own abilities, just kick start your bike, go on a ride, and find out that lost happiness; it is there only, hiding somewhere on the highway. Chase it down!

                              And before I sign off, let me tell you that all my team members who were part of my first long ride are still there with me. The friendship has stood the test of time and has gotten even stronger. Thank you guys, I owe this to you!

                              Suni Sir ! Almost 80 % of your story is exactly the same as mine. I have been through the same phase in my life some 3-4 years back. Hence, while reading your story I felt as if someone has penned down my story . When I finished reading it, I had a mixed expression on my face. My eyes were a little damp, still I had a smile. I know that you and other guys who have been through such a phase in life will understand what I mean here.
                              Now that I have already mentioned that we have an almost identical story here, there is nothing much left to share. However, I must say it was my first trip (through that phase) which took me out of the turmoil. I am happy to be back on the saddle.

                              Yes, Motorcycling definitely heals.

                              PS :- Even my team members who accompanied me on that trip are still good friends with me. Aah ! See another resemblance to your story. Such a co-incidence ? Wierd and unbelievable I must say. Isn't it !


                              Regards,
                              Nagesh
                              Last edited by Nagesh Patankar; 01-23-2012, 01:26 PM.

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