Distance is not as cruel as it seems, it gives us an oppurtunity to realise the value of a person. The hand held walkie talkies and the messengers do help but there is nothing that can beat a face to face chat. This is one of the reasons why i am doing this ride... If you "HATE LOVE STORIES", dont run away cos this is where i stop the story of mine and z new character enters my life... The bike ofcourse!

Riding without a reason and me dont mix. Infact, I never ride unless there is a reason behind it. The friend mentioned here seems to be the reason why this ride will be done. but, actually, it isnt... I will disclose it soon, but for now, the anticipation is whats killing me already!
Its been quite some time since I had some fresh wind in my helmet. But since, " I dont ride without an intent to prove something to myself", This time, Its no different!
My first ride to my hometown was to prove myself that you dont die just because you cross the city limits.
The second one proved that reliability of bike is what i should be looking into rather than the power.
The rides that followed, proved a lot of points one by one. most of the rides till now have been group rides. they say that friends make the celebration worthwhile. but this time, I do not intend to invite anyone to join me in the ride. Seems selfish, rather I should say shameless, but it has to be this way. i had always yearned for solo tours but, since i prefer listening to the mind rather than the heart, I never did so.
I had various reasons to do so. chiefly being the fact that I am shit scared of dying a painfull death with no one around me. group rides had always provided me the satisfaction (rather comfort) of someone on whom I could rely on if I involuntarily face the "oh shit" moment.
But now, as i mature, i understand that life is not about always being on the safe side of the fine line. if you are thinking that I am following my heart, you should read more than you think. cos I still have a blind faith on the capabilities of the proven mind rather than the unknown horizons of the heart. but wait a minute. the mind does play a lot of mind games with you. while it knows that the boundaries are there for a good reason, it knows that the horizon that we yearn for and not the boundries. just to elaborate how deep this struggle goes for me, the following questions pop up in my mind. like the windows error on a perfectly functioning desktop or rather the connectivity error if you are accessing this site via a pathetic reliance netconnect card!
would you have learnt to walk if you did not take the first step and then fall immediately?
would you have learnt to win with out the battle scars?
would you have peace unless you fought for it?
would you have learnt to ride the bike if you always feared to fall off?
would have worn the safety gear that you endorse if you never knew what a bruise on the palm feels like?
would you appreciate god if you had no fear of the devil?

the answer is an ununanimous no! and the reason is simple. while the mind boggles you with the fear of failure, the heart pushes you to try and face it. the mind plays safe on the beach while the heart swims accross the vast oceans just to see how green is the grass on the other side. and that is exactly why i am doing this ride.

Bhilai was never on my "places to visit befoore i die" list. neither is it now. its just that i have had a lot of city roads and the bike and my heart has been beating slowy for quite some time now. being within city limits, and to avoid being boycotted by the society, all that i can do to increase the heartbeats is trying to pop a wheelie or occasional micro rip-fests when the roads are deserted.
The previous goa ride has not helped the matters either. cos every time I start reading the log, I get lost and before i can control my fast falling hear beat rate, the soothing goan scenery takes over and calms down the beats.
This time, I need a difference. something, that will get my heart beating faster than the piston of my bike. something that will reassure me that i have still not lost the child in me begging for a tour that goes no nowhere, point blank pointless or even stupid!.something that is not very desirable so that i can enjoy the roads to the leading to the place better than the place itself.
While I intend to discover some more places, the season will play the spoilsport. It might make the ride a bit hotter than I expect. It might test the endurence out of me to the point where I get the feeling of do or die.

I dont fear to die. Its just that I fear I may not live if I fear to die. lets see what I can do.
for me, the anticipation for this ride reminds me of the one when I first had alcohol. It was bitter, I wondered why people have this rather than a coke. But, as I got the hang of it, and as I crossed the horizons, I understood what this is about.
Going beyond the unknowns is what gives me the kicks. And this time, I am gonna prove it to myself and live my life my way.