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My journeys begin : Straight from my mechanical heart
I am a nine year old Hero (erstwhile Hero Honda) Karizma. My manufacturer draped me in black and sold me in the April of 2005. Since then I had changed 3 owners, ridden 55 thousand kms and paled my paint in the sun until I was bought by my current owner. Back then almost the whole country regarded me as the best tourer on Indian roads, but sadly my previous owners never took me out touring. I yearned to explore the vast expanse of India rather than be a work horse for daily commutes. Thankfully this changed with my new owner. Nine years into my existence, I finally had the chance to go on a short but memorable tour to a hill station called Ooty. Here is my story..
My current owner happened to be a young and recently married guy going by the name of Deathmate.Zed on xBhp. And it is this passion of him that gave my experiences the words that you are now reading. I blushed at the excitement of my new owner and his wife on buying me for as you know I am old to look at. With all my peeling paint and lost sheen, I had not seen these emotions since my first owner. Deathmate immediately remarked that he will take me and his wife touring as much as he can to which his wife jumped in joy. My heart instantly gave out a little rev at the wonderful announcement and my wait for the trip started.
The trip was decided to be a short one day tour. We were to go from Mysore to Ooty to enjoy the roads and the weather more than the destination, for it was festive season and Ooty was expected to be very crowded. I was thrilled to know that I will be riding through forests and hills on my way there.
More after approval..
I am a nine year old Hero (erstwhile Hero Honda) Karizma. My manufacturer draped me in black and sold me in the April of 2005. Since then I had changed 3 owners, ridden 55 thousand kms and paled my paint in the sun until I was bought by my current owner. Back then almost the whole country regarded me as the best tourer on Indian roads, but sadly my previous owners never took me out touring. I yearned to explore the vast expanse of India rather than be a work horse for daily commutes. Thankfully this changed with my new owner. Nine years into my existence, I finally had the chance to go on a short but memorable tour to a hill station called Ooty. Here is my story..
My current owner happened to be a young and recently married guy going by the name of Deathmate.Zed on xBhp. And it is this passion of him that gave my experiences the words that you are now reading. I blushed at the excitement of my new owner and his wife on buying me for as you know I am old to look at. With all my peeling paint and lost sheen, I had not seen these emotions since my first owner. Deathmate immediately remarked that he will take me and his wife touring as much as he can to which his wife jumped in joy. My heart instantly gave out a little rev at the wonderful announcement and my wait for the trip started.
The trip was decided to be a short one day tour. We were to go from Mysore to Ooty to enjoy the roads and the weather more than the destination, for it was festive season and Ooty was expected to be very crowded. I was thrilled to know that I will be riding through forests and hills on my way there.
More after approval..
Written from the bikes perspective is something different. 
. Nonetheless, we happily started on the still dark roads of Mysore.
But has turned out a better rider and future tourer I am sure.
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