A Crazy Ride…

Last Saturday, Hari, Vishnu, Govind, Anand and I were invited to Sabir’s place for Iftar, the feast at the end of the auspicious Ramzan month. The highlights, as usual, were eating a lot and riding all the way to Sabir’s place. Nearly 40 kilometers from Hari’s house, we started our ‘road trip’ to Kilimanoor on three Honda Unicorns( Hari, Govind and me), one Bajaj Pulsar 180( Vishnu) and a Hyundai Santro( Anand, he had to be happy with his car since his parents denied permission to take his new Unicorn). The ride was simply awesome. Revving off into the highways, we had to negotiate uphill and downhill curves for nearly ten minutes. It was fun hanging off the seat, pointing knees down to the earth and accelerating out of the curves like pro racers.  Soon, we were riding at top speeds through wide roads, some of them linking two major towns. Lucky for us, there weren’t any Traffic Police Speed Checking units. Govind and I got separated from the group since I lost track of where we were. Actually, we weren’t able to keep up with them. At one of the long straight roads, Govind and I clocked top speeds of 115kmph. It was fun to see that both our bikes, side by side, not overtaking each other by even a centimeter. At some section of the trip, I had to slow down and nearly stop behind a K.S.R.T.C bus since it was picking up people from a bus stop. I couldn’t overtake the bus, since there was a car in the opposite lane. I saw an ambulance coming at high speeds from the opposite lane, maybe because it was rushing to the hospital. I was standing in line with the right edge of the bus and so as soon as the ambulance cleared the bus, its back fender clipped the exhaust pipe of my bike. There was a sharp sound and I feared I had a bent exhaust pipe. But, checking it with my hand I found that it was a small bent on the heatshield and one another important lesson ( NEVER TOUCH THE EXHAUST PIPE OF A BIKE after running for more than half an hour). I had a small burn on my knuckle, but that didn’t stop me from continuing the trip. Soon, Govind and I reached Kilimanoor Junction where Hari, Anand and Vishnu were waiting. From there on, I drove Anand’s car and he rode my bike. It was a short distance of two kilometers.

At Sabir’s place, we had lunch at 1:00pm. It was hot and spicy Chicken Biriyani. With fully filled stomachs, we hopped into Anand’s car and drove to Varkala Beach, 15km from Sabir’s place. At the beach, we roamed around a bit and had ice-creams. After that, we came back to Sabir’s house and started our trip back to Trivandrum. The ride back was faster. Soon, I was back home, ready to sleep after the ‘long’ short trip!

~ by Petti on October 16, 2007.