Ok……..finally I bought the storm. Lot and lot of pleading,
lots of compromises and above all agreeing to get settled was what made my
parents to allow me for a New Bullet. And this time my pleading was more like a
child crying for candies. Every weekend I used to get back home and the same
words were repeated again and again…”MUMMY PLEASE..PAPA NU MANAA LO”.. And her
reply “nahi matlab nahi…tera ik waar pehlaan v accident ho chukeya.. hun bas
kar”…but as they say if you want something from heart then god is with you. So finally
on a hot day in June the brand new, shining Desert storm was delivered. In fact
it was dad who made the debut ride on the bike. He rode all the way from
Phagwara to Patiala which is around 170 kms and that he did in exact 2.5 hrs.
After reaching home he made a statement. “JAWAANI YAAD AA GAYI” and both me and
my sister were rolling on floor after hearing this. (I booked storm from
Phagwara and it was delivered in 3 days instead of 6 months of waiting period. All
thanks to dad for this). And I can never forget my first ride on it..Boy o boy
what a mesmerizing it experience it was. It’s color and it’s sound, its curves.
I was in love with this bullet. So after almost a month with all the
formalities for paper work done, I rode back my Tornado(Electra) to Patiala. So probably this was going to our
last ride (Me and tornado). So I wanted it to be grand. Just few days before
leaving for home I got a big bore silencer installed. So on a hot Saturday morning
at 6 in the morning I started from Delhi….Crossed Delhi border in no time. Then
Sonipat, Panipat, karnal and then came Pipli. Stopped at the same place for
some time. Then reminded myself that life moves on. So the next stop was
Jhilmil Dhaba. I have heard a lot about this place. Overall ambience was dull.
It may have been because of the hot weather. But obvious choice for breakfast
was paranthas and tea. And guess what!!!!! They served the paranthas with amul
butter. What the Fuck……this was
unexpected. I wanted white butter. I asked
waiter for it. He replied “sir yahaan par amul waala hi milta hai”…..with a sad
heart I started eating and to add on the paranthas were tasteless. So after a
bad breakfast it was time to move. Patiala was 95 KMS. I wanted to test mine
and tornados speed limit for the one last time. We banged. And we did it very
loudly. I was home in exact 5 hours from my start from Delhi with 45 mins of
break. Total distance covered in this time period was 265 KMS. Finally the two
stable mates (Storm and Tornado) were parked in our porch together. It was a
scene which made me really happy somewhere within. I waited for my first bullet
for almost 10 years. And now within the span of 4 years I have 2.
Return to delhi….
I was to return to Delhi on Sunday. But for some reason I stayed
home that day and started my journey back to Delhi on Monday morning. And my
plan was to come straight to office. Ok, I agree, I am nuts. I have been on
long rides, night outs and all other things. But coming straight to office
after riding almost 300 Kms was a spontaneous decision. And I cursed myself for
it for the whole day while sitting in office. Started from home at 4. 30 am in the morning
with lot of warnings and advises from mom. Total distance to cover was 307 kms.
Storm was going superb. At some stretches I almost touched 120 Kmph and It was
as smooth as if on 80 kmph. No vibrations, no unwanted noises. I was in office
by 10.30 am and my team and boss were looking at me as if I am stranger. The reasons
were obvious. A dust cladded turban, dirty shoes, mud coated jeans. It rained a
bit on the way. This ride also made me familiar with one problem that storm
have. Its seats are not at all comfortable. I had a very bad back pain that
day. But still I enjoyed my ride.
So this was the story of how this beast came in my life and
how I fell in love with it. Plan to have lot of rides on it. Although it’s
making a huge hole in my pocket. It’s fuel consumption is very high as it being
a 500 cc. but still as they say “ shounk barhi cheez hai” and as I say “ it’s
one life so there shall be no regrets on death bed”.
Till next time “CHEERZ TO THE JOURNEY CALLED LIFE”…
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