Well .. It was a grt day 4 me.. ( Read my previous blog 4 da details.) It was 2:00 pm. I had just come out of the lab xam victorious and was in the mood 4 mischief.. My spirits were high and I was on cloud 9..hehe. After chattin with the guys n gals for some time.. I got onto my bike with Jose in the back seat and headed home from college.
Today, I felt adventurous. I decided to go via the kovalam-kazhakootam bypass route to home. It was a smooth ride, with sporadaric distribution of vehicles only. I cruised along the highway, takin in the sights and fresh air. After we passed the gates of Technopark, it was a straight road. The devilishly evil smirk resurfaced again to my face. I told Jose to hold on.. revved up the engine .. pushed down the gear.. increased the RPM off the charts and .... VROOOOM!!!! :D
The Pulsar wasnt meant for city cruising. It was meant for burning roads. And today..I meant to Burn some rubber!! I took it to the limits. Poor Jose. I cud barely hear him screaming!! It was a cool day and the wind was chilling. Even the Gods seemed to join me in the fun and it was gradually becoming overcast...
80 Kmpr.. It was a breeeze for the Pulsar. It can handle it smoothly.. Not Good Enuf 4 me!!
90 Kmpr.. Now the Fun starts..
95 Kmpr.. The sound of the wind through my helmet lends special effects to the ride. It sounded as if we were on a plane!!
100 Kmpr.. J
ose starts screamin again.. It begins to drizzle very gently...
105 Kmpr.. The world's a blur.. The road's barely visible with the waterdrops smeared on the visor of the helmet. The rain stops..
110 Kmpr.. Nirvana!! I've never reached 110 before!! The few raindrops that were still fallin felt like bullets ricocheting off me as if I'm invulnerable. The bike starts shaking and screams for mercy. No Mercy today..Not today.
Then it happened.. I was behind an Indica which was behind a Qualis. As I was overtaking it, the Indica started to swerve to the right to overtake the Qualis.. .. And there was an Ambassador comin in the opp. direction to boot. I had figured I cud get in front of the Indica well before the car reachin us.. But I was in no-man's land now. I started blarin my horn desperately.. Luckily the Indica's driver realised the situation and started to pull back to the left ..I also slowed down.. but it was too late.. I prepared for the worst..
Don't really know how it happened.. I cud swear that the car's side rear view mirror had brushed me. My ears were still ringing from the commotion of the horns and the wind. But.. I was still alive..
I carried on like it never happened.. It was too close for comfort. Don't think Jose realised it.. I left him off at his house at Pettah and went home.. The incident got me thinking..
" Was it worth it?? What if something had happened to me? Worse.. what if something had happened to Jose? I would never be able to forgive myself " ... Anyway.. All's well that ends well.. and I'm glad that it wasn't the end of me......
Today, I felt adventurous. I decided to go via the kovalam-kazhakootam bypass route to home. It was a smooth ride, with sporadaric distribution of vehicles only. I cruised along the highway, takin in the sights and fresh air. After we passed the gates of Technopark, it was a straight road. The devilishly evil smirk resurfaced again to my face. I told Jose to hold on.. revved up the engine .. pushed down the gear.. increased the RPM off the charts and .... VROOOOM!!!! :D
The Pulsar wasnt meant for city cruising. It was meant for burning roads. And today..I meant to Burn some rubber!! I took it to the limits. Poor Jose. I cud barely hear him screaming!! It was a cool day and the wind was chilling. Even the Gods seemed to join me in the fun and it was gradually becoming overcast...
80 Kmpr.. It was a breeeze for the Pulsar. It can handle it smoothly.. Not Good Enuf 4 me!!
90 Kmpr.. Now the Fun starts..
95 Kmpr.. The sound of the wind through my helmet lends special effects to the ride. It sounded as if we were on a plane!!
100 Kmpr.. J
ose starts screamin again.. It begins to drizzle very gently...105 Kmpr.. The world's a blur.. The road's barely visible with the waterdrops smeared on the visor of the helmet. The rain stops..
110 Kmpr.. Nirvana!! I've never reached 110 before!! The few raindrops that were still fallin felt like bullets ricocheting off me as if I'm invulnerable. The bike starts shaking and screams for mercy. No Mercy today..Not today.
Then it happened.. I was behind an Indica which was behind a Qualis. As I was overtaking it, the Indica started to swerve to the right to overtake the Qualis.. .. And there was an Ambassador comin in the opp. direction to boot. I had figured I cud get in front of the Indica well before the car reachin us.. But I was in no-man's land now. I started blarin my horn desperately.. Luckily the Indica's driver realised the situation and started to pull back to the left ..I also slowed down.. but it was too late.. I prepared for the worst..
Don't really know how it happened.. I cud swear that the car's side rear view mirror had brushed me. My ears were still ringing from the commotion of the horns and the wind. But.. I was still alive..
I carried on like it never happened.. It was too close for comfort. Don't think Jose realised it.. I left him off at his house at Pettah and went home.. The incident got me thinking..
" Was it worth it?? What if something had happened to me? Worse.. what if something had happened to Jose? I would never be able to forgive myself " ... Anyway.. All's well that ends well.. and I'm glad that it wasn't the end of me......
23 comments:
a classmate of mine is still recuperating in a hospital thanks to a bike accident...
@ poison
well. I guess I was just extremely lucky.. Btw, how's he??
I've done my fair share of speeding on my bro's old pulsar.
If u can trust ur machine to stay intact at speeds above 100, then do so only if there is no traffic at all.
thats my policy.
Ride safe.
seriously speaking that was scary.
close encounter ....
U're lucky dood !
anyways, do keep blogin !
rear view mirrors can be really dangerous... :(( trust me!
and u and ur friend r lucky to be alive!
glad to know that you came face to face with reality after all!!!!
@Vids
So.. U got nailed by da rear view mirror that fateful day,eh? Anyway.. Luckily Me still intact.. Just a little dissappointed that I lost a golden opportunity to make it to da front page of da Papers for the first time.. :D
u?? front page???? get real boy!!!
kiruuu twas really breathtakin
@ Sneha & Parvathy
Liked it,eh? I aim to entertain. Got inspired after readin those Dan Brown novels recently. Dont think its anywhere gud enuf.. But its a start.. :D
next time take marijuana and fly with the birds
btw ,u got to stop smirking or atleast stop usin that word :D
hey.. nice post dude.. keep bloggin
@ Inspiration (Ryan)
Dont like da work "smirk",eh.? Well.. Me improving my vocabulary. Will think of sometin better next time :D
@ Inspiration (Ryan)
Dont like da word "smirk",eh.? Well.. Me improving my vocabulary. Will think of sometin better next time :D
thats better
That was scary. Midway, I wondered why the news of Kiran's ...errr.. hasn't reached me yet! Thank god... U r alive and blogging :)
maryadayku vandi odikada
cool blog, man. That really happened? Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice. btw, im akhil... great blog u got here. i got myself one 2. check it out: http://iamnottheone.blogspot.com
You son of a bitch, never do this again! Your life matters more to others who love you than it does to you!
BTW the blog was fundoo! I could feel the racing bike on the road...but seriously, never repeat that..
why aren't there any posts after the Accident??? u Still recuperatin????????????
Man that was really dangerous. I myself am a speedaholic, and I take my no good marvel scooter over 80kmph, but whenever someone's riding with me, I always remember one thing, that is their LIFE is in my hands, and its my duty to never do anything that will endanger their life. And this one thing makes me control my need4speed. But when I'm riding alone its a TOTALLY different story!!
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