Chaotic day 2: Living upto the name!
Well, you wouldn't call/name a person ChaoSaDDict without the fundamental element of chaos in his/her trails. As the restlessness towards Bekal was overwhelmingly curtailing my thoughts, I totally missed out on an important aspect that could potentially disallow me from visiting Bekal. Now, I know for a fact that Kerala has its own infamous check-posts in borders, and I have heard numerous stories of their random checks too. After staying in the state for two whole years, and uncountable visits to friends, their families & friends & relatives, I have a fair idea of how worse a police affair in Kerala can get.
But why would I worry if I have everything in place, I mean, why would I care to answer a few questions and show my documents to reach Bekal, right?! I cared and worried, the moment I realized that in the list of documents to show, I didn't have an active insurance to show, and this could bring down the entire friggin' show
. In the jingbang corporate routine, I totally forgot to renew the insurance. Moreover, this bike is was a gift from Yamaha, and the last transaction from their end was the KA registration of the bike which was based on the earlier insurance from some showroom in Delhi. Whatta lovely day! - Our friends had already arrived in the morning, and I was still contemplating on how to make this happen hassle-free. My wife called up a local showroom to inquire about the time to do this and we got some answers. Our friends were renting motorbikes, so I asked them to check with the renter if there's an issue - unsurprisingly, they showed the white flag stating that the KL folks might stop to check stuff, and might ask you to turn back; I was like "what the f@#$!" It was already 11:30 hrs and Bekal is a good ~60 kms. If we were to go there, spend time and come back before darkness, it was already late. I had given up hope and we were discussing local destinations. The rented bike was fueled and they weren't so happy to waste it in random visits. All the flame from the light blames were consuming me, and I felt guilty.
Suddenly, the devil horns on my head glowed (this was imaginary, of course). I had to man the f@#$ up and decide that we are doing this. Everyone came a long way with an itinerary and agenda, and I was about to ruin it [in case you didn't know, these are some perks in a group
] Cool, we went to the Yamaha showroom and did the thing for about an hour or so, and started towards Bekal by around 12:45 hrs. Bright sunny day, hot, cordura jackets, new insurance - wow, it felt like home.We decided to fill petrol in a station right at the outskirts. I saw a pollution check counter. For a moment, my whole world fell apart, *if you know what I mean*
I was like, f@$k it, let's see what the law has in store for us today............
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All law enforcers were sleeping in chairs
A Disclaimer that should have been at the start: Please do not try this anywhere; make sure that you're on the right side of law so that you can ride around conveniently
PS - all my doc are in place.
Enough of the boring BS, time for 'fish'eyes -
using the monopod judiciously!
Ending the Day: 'was too tired, got some octane boosters from across the street.

seeya...




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