“Once you are on the road, you stop missing things” and you can only fathom it by doing it. A road trip on bike changes you, it allows you to forget and it allows you to stare! 

A long trail of dust on a highway, Black pair of rubber whistling away loose dust. The sound of smoke thumping out of the silencer, The rhythmic shifting of gears and clutch plates. The gushing wind, sharp turns, Sudden brakes, solitude, Space, sweat, water, air…….the sky! Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul.

There’s something special about owing a bike. It doesn’t matter what bike one has, what matters is whether you have one. There’s a sense of pride associated with it and it has been like this for ages. Bell bottom clad 70’s guys sitting tight on their TVS Suzuki’s, the 90’s rebel on his YAMA RX100 and the John Abraham look alike on their 1000cc…you will always have these photographs glued on to a personal album or adoring the centre space of a wall!  Biking is special because it takes you places that only exist in maps. Mountains, valleys, beach and farm lands; far away places, secluded from civilization, enthralling yet exhausting rides that offer nothing more than wind, air and sweat. But then, isn’t escape a luxury reserved for few!        It’s your man Friday, tie down a gas cylinder, travel triple seat or negotiate a dead slow traffic. It is always ready to be pushed, pulled or dragged!  And in the end it’s not the destination, it’s the journey and a bike gives ample of it. So let the bearing be greased and the piston be tuned, because the destination always moves a little further when you drive a bike.