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Well i have been joining a lot of forums lately and it was really great to have come across this forum on the thing that i love most (do i even need to say it).
well i first fell in love in biking when i used to roam in my village behind my mamaji on his bullet. and my nanaji had this love for bikes - he had a bullet ,a jawa and a yezdi with him at that time. so this passion had to trickle down to me somehow and boy was i surprised when my father decided to buy a bullet.
i even remember it now, the day was 29th november,1997 and i was adamant that i would go along with my father to buy the bike. we had a trusted mechanic of ours along with us to select the bike. on reaching the shop we started all the three bikes that were standing there and let the mechanic handle the choice making.he chose the second bike for it had a better thump and we finalized the deal, and guess what i was the first one who got to ride it as my father didn't know how to drive it and thus the mechanic dropped us home.
that day to this day the bike just doesn't stop amazing me. as soon i sit on it, everything else seems to take a back seat and i can zoom off into oblivion.
whenever i feel down or angry or plain bored, i just grab the keys and head out for a drive. somehow i don't get the same kinda feel in a car or maybe i haven't driven the right kinda car but driving a car seems so much mechanical to me whereas biking is just......heavenly.
though i haven't got my first bike yet but my father's bullet is mainly driven by me(he just takes it out on sundays) and though it will be 12 years old it doesn't look like one.
this forum is great for guys like me who share this passion about bikes and would really like to learn more about them
Special thanks to all the guys who keep this forum going
Well i have been joining a lot of forums lately and it was really great to have come across this forum on the thing that i love most (do i even need to say it).
well i first fell in love in biking when i used to roam in my village behind my mamaji on his bullet. and my nanaji had this love for bikes - he had a bullet ,a jawa and a yezdi with him at that time. so this passion had to trickle down to me somehow and boy was i surprised when my father decided to buy a bullet.
i even remember it now, the day was 29th november,1997 and i was adamant that i would go along with my father to buy the bike. we had a trusted mechanic of ours along with us to select the bike. on reaching the shop we started all the three bikes that were standing there and let the mechanic handle the choice making.he chose the second bike for it had a better thump and we finalized the deal, and guess what i was the first one who got to ride it as my father didn't know how to drive it and thus the mechanic dropped us home.
that day to this day the bike just doesn't stop amazing me. as soon i sit on it, everything else seems to take a back seat and i can zoom off into oblivion.
whenever i feel down or angry or plain bored, i just grab the keys and head out for a drive. somehow i don't get the same kinda feel in a car or maybe i haven't driven the right kinda car but driving a car seems so much mechanical to me whereas biking is just......heavenly.
though i haven't got my first bike yet but my father's bullet is mainly driven by me(he just takes it out on sundays) and though it will be 12 years old it doesn't look like one.
this forum is great for guys like me who share this passion about bikes and would really like to learn more about them
Special thanks to all the guys who keep this forum going
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