Riding is the most expressive epitome of adrenaline rush. You can only relate if you have experienced the same. Motorcycling is now fancying more and more number of people as they have found the way to experience the unsaid joy and satisfaction.
Being on two wheels give you the freedom to fly and rejuvenate you life state.
Life is too short to be a compulsive machine and tying yourself to the desk working countless hours to prove yourself in this rat race. There are times when you need a pump or better to say a gateway to nirvana where there is no one but you and your two-wheeled soulmate. Its never going to let you down no matter what.
When the road beneath is hurling backwards and the wind giving you high fives, you have the best feeling in the world. You then realize that you have left all the petty things miles back and all you have is you rolling onto action.
Every weekend I free up myself to the highways and explore a new of me every time. Only then I realize what I have been missing into my life. That is when I celebrate because at that time there is no work pressure, no need to prove yourself, no need to live up to expectation. You are just what you are.
Back in our country India, our so called cultural society provides us with a brand name which, though virtual but is the most prominent identity. Our society consists of “enlightened” minds who recognize a person not by the work they do nor do the achievements speak. They know by a invisible meaningless placard which has been inherited according to the family you are born in.
There may be lot of reasons why India, even after 70 years of independence. is considered as a developing country despite being such a vast country with unlimited resources and prowess. Taking one of the reasons as per my opinion we can only rise when we will be able to leave the narrow minded thinking system as they are not only holding us back but also leading us rear to the era of class driven society.
Its a shame that even today in such a fast moving society Inter-caste, Inter-religion or Inter-faith marriages are hard to find in India. Here in our country, “we have to love the person whom we are going to marry instead marrying the person whom we are in love with”. Vice-versa is a taboo here. I know it may sound ridiculous if you are from western society, but that’s the truth.
In spite of such disgraceful society conventions, we have several examples which have broken the barrier and set examples which have forced us to think otherwise. There are several NGOs which help people from different backgrounds to unite and give this society a smacking reply.
As little do I understand, problem is not with the people, but what others will say. We care so much of what others will say that we suppress the feeling of ours. This stubborn force to fit in society will only disrepair it.
Being different was his only show
standing unnoticed in the every row …!!!
tender mind of his never knew
numbers cared of him were very few …!!!
even then he was carefree and joyful
because he was unaware that world is remorseful …!!!
he is a winner because he is in no race
fastest was he because he never had any pace …!!!
others are naive so saw him different and left
he had in his mind an independence to accept …!!!
the day his struggle took shapes of his dream
everyone got connected and followed his stream …!!!
After reading this I may sound foolish but its the best thing that happened to me recently. I don’t know how to drive a car, or better to say didn’t knew hot to drive a car till yesterday. I never tried to drive a car earlier because from the last good ten years I have been residing away from home and as far as transportation is concerned , I was solely dependent on my bike. Whenever I went home I never had enough time to learn how to drive.
Yesterday Vivek, my younger brother came to visit me at my place and we being equally crazy for automobiles anonymously decided to rent a car for a day. We tried several online portals and finally went for Zoomcar which provided a pretty decent deal altogether. Since Vivek was a certified driver of Zoomcar and hence as novelty we got good discount on the deal. God knows how and why I agreed to this but I was pretty much adamant to take this risk in order to extrude the fear from inside.
We took the car from the source and Vivek was driving. After sometime I made up my mind and decided to jump in the driver seat. It was 5 in the evening and we were on Noida-Greater Noida Expressway. I took on the driver seat and put on the ignition. Before that my only experience of driving a car was to drive in an open field with no roads but endless land and that too with a guide seating besides me.
Somehow I started to drive and oh boy it was smooth and within minutes I was enjoying the motion. That day I came to know there are four views in a single car, side view mirrors , rear view mirror and the front wind shield of course. Extremely excited and equally nervous I drove for around 40 kilometres and also managed to pass through gridlock traffic on the road without any scratch on the car. Finally when we reached the place to give the car back, we relished with utter pride , joy and feeling of content as one of the checklist was done. Now we are confident of hitting the road next time.
For some it might not be a big deal but for me it was one of the “To Do” list which I stroked off.
Cliche but true: You realise the importance of something only when you loose it. The same happened with me last week in a very realistic and practical manner. For a background I live in a rented room set in Noida. Everything was running smooth until one fine evening after returning from office I went into the washroom to freshen up and to my utter surprise there was no water. I tried to console myself by taking it as a temporary issue and following that I went outside to check with other people. No one was on the same page with me.
I started to panic a little bit as my landlord departed to Kolkata for eight days on previous day. Motor to lift water in the tank on terrace had only one switch which was behind the locked doors. Now I needed a lifesaving arrangement. Good two hours I tried everything but no avail. When I was returning to my place one of the guards told that municipal water comes from six to nine every morning and evening . Next day I woke up at seven and took two buckets to that tap and filled them. While walking back with heavily filled buckets I got acquainted with the problems of people who on the very daily basis suffered due to shortage of water. I bathed myself and used the water for daily chores and again went to the tap to fill the buckets to reserve for the rest of the day.
Now its third day in a row and I think I have adjusted myself for the condition. I think its not a big deal because I know it is temporary and in couple of days everything will be fine but I can’t imagine how people adjust to these problems for the whole life. These three days taught me how and why water is life.
I, on a very small scale, pledged to myself that I will not waste water in future. After little bit of research I got to know that more than 2.8 billion people are affected due to water crisis for a period of a month in a year. Leave alone shortage of water , availability of potable water is a different story altogether.
To my surprise when I entered my place today and randomly checked the tap of my room, life was there. I felt relieved and thanked god. Mystery behind that is still in dark though.
I used to have a 150 Bajaj Pulsar since 4 years now and being a bike crazy my heart was cringing to fly on a machine which is newer, faster and closer to my soul. I was planning to sell my old one but if you are this much crazy about bike you need to make a large effort to make up your mind to part your ways with your fitter half. My old pal had no idea what my mind was up to. On a very fine afternoon I randomly decided to take the step and in an hour I was in Karol Bagh, biggest market of vehicles.
I was searching for an agent who would provide a decent deal and finally I was into a shop run by paaji( Punjabi) who emerged as an epitome of cunning businessman. At a point when I was tired of argument I just wanted to let go things and returned home.
After good two months enjoying all the modes of public transport finally came the day when I went to Bajaj showroom on 26th April, 2017 to own a brand new Bajaj Pulsar RS200. Being a deadly combination of beauty and beast, it didn’t missed any chance to raise my adrenaline whenever I used to get a small look in the showroom. Some of you might think of me boasting but you would not understand unless you are a bike crazy like me. Good two hours they took to make my papers ready and of course the beast.
Time came when I was at the exit of the showroom with exit pass. An attendant brought my lovely carved and muscular beast and I took the first ride. The feeling I had at that time is beyond words. My inner self was hypothetically crying happily because of the sensation and for a minutes I was looking in the sky dealing man to man with the sun with confidence which had no shortcomings but a superpower making me invincible. I felt like consoling myself that I am alive and not dreaming but my state of mind had other plans.
First thing first I needed to feed the beast for the first time and then I went to meet the dearest person with whom I wished to share this feeling. Both of us flew for sometime in the city.
Its been more than a month now and my bike never fails to surprise me at any moment. May this unclaimed possession of unseen brotherhood never ends.
Spring is something which retaliates when released after compression and same the child psychology. The psychology of the child can be understood very well by taking the example of a spring.
Children are what we shape them into and whatever they adapt from surroundings. They are actually mirror of the society. They do whatever they see others do and whatever other tell them to do. They actually behave like and audience who fall in love with any fascinating role model and try to copy them.This can be tempting to see any child acting like anybody else but at the same time it can be negative.
How a child behaves or how he is totally depends upon the culture he is born and raised into. For example a child who is outspoken could have been from a large family or have been always given preference to speak up or being frank, whatever he demanded was fulfilled without much restriction.
Similarly in the families where children are not allowed to express their view become introvert with time and fear to express. There are some families which are very strict and seldom encourage children to enjoy their freedom. This not only kills the creativity in children but also discourage them to try something new. In this scenario “the spring” comes. When the spring is compressed then it retaliate with the same force in order to retain its shape, similarly when we put pressure on the kids they tend to retaliate with same magnitude and mostly in negative way. These kids tend to be more rebel than others.
Child psychology is very sensitive and hence needs proper attention and smart approach rather than crooked old ways which are not even compatible today as the time has changed.