I am choked in emotions while I write this... My faithful companion, my best mate, my loyal travel partner is parting after four glorious years. I am talking about my bike. My first love. My true love.
Four years and fifty thousand kilometres on the odometer, you have never let me down. Be it the backwaters of Kerala, the tea estates of Munnar, the beaches of Goa, the high passes of Leh/Ladakh or the sea-shores of Chennai-Pondicherry, you've rode amazingly well! The ride to Leh-Khardungla with you will always be etched in my memory. The ride atop Baralachala on our way back was amazing! Have actually lost count of the number of times we measured the length and breadth of Bangalore-Mangalore road, be it via Hassan or Mysore. Also special are the few solo night-out bike rides to Mangalore and Chennai...
Time to say good bye now. Will be riding you for one last time tomorrow or day after. Wherever you are, whoever you are with, keep thumping as you always have. It was a pleasure riding you.
Ride on, mate.
