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Sweet November: The night ride to the Hot Water Springs!
It was 1. Actually it was 1 am…1 am on a Monday, a holiday!
And I couldn’t sleep.. No matter how hard I tried, just couldn’t! I’d been tossing all across from one side to the other on my pad, completely disregarding the condition of the would-give-way-anytime frail piece of alloy that held the wooden plank of my so called bed in place for me to try out my antics. But to no avail. Sleep was elusive!
The sounds of the Door’s track “Riders on the Storm” was ringing my ears relentlessly for a couple of hours, and the sight of those wasted trio falling over while playing ball was pasted all across my brain; courtesy: Basket Ball Diaries.
I wasn’t drunk. I couldn’t have been … My conscience could vouch for that … I’d quit.. Some months ago..
I could sense what the body needed .. It needed a nice day-long ride ... The signals were clear, infact loud and clear ... not able to bear it anymore, I got up in a flash.. I washed my hair, my face and took out my gear.
All geared up and ready, I cranked my beauty.
Putting it in gear, I twisted the throttle and was off.. it was 1:45 am
By the time I reached kalka, I’d decided where I would be heading … the hot springs some 50 kms ahead of Shimla enroute to karsog, which I had completely ignored earlier!!
...To Be Continued
(The breakfast and the afternoon return the same day will be posted tomorrow. Though i would love to continue right away, keep writing, BUT [yes there is always a BUT], I am real hungry and cannot hold on no longer isliye till tomorrow, adios
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