Ghumakkar's Diary

Have been on road since, aah…. I don’t remember , how many days. Rode past through thousands of villages, many a towns, and don’t know how many states. When I found myself at the end of my earlier life, I kicked the lever and came onto the tar. Like they do ideally or in the movies, I didn’t throw my cards, wallet or mobile. Money was at least that I needed to reach the point where I may have to finally decide, whether to go back to civilization or just move ahead wandering! I put those earthly things somewhere in my satchel, sort of dumped, and switched off. Whether to go back to civilization or just move ahead wandering Every end finally disappears into a new start. That I have learnt a zillionth times in my life. Probably, am the man who learns by experiencing; certainly, otherwise I would have been Chanakya , who once said, life is too small to learn from our own mistakes, so I read from others . Am just a commoner, with my share of sins and other, to say, moral activities. ...

  Date: May 8, 2212 “ Armour? ” Done! “ Goggles? ” Done! “ Helmet? ” Here it’s! “ Alarm? ” Set! “ Sleep? ”, I beg, someone please hunt down some sleep for me.” LNSD or Last Night Sleep Deficiency is not new for the riders. From the accounts of my great grandfather, who rode the old iconic Bullet in India, I know riders who rode more than two centuries ago, have also had problems in sleeping on the night before the ride. Medicos call it LNSD, we call it – no we don’t call it anything, we have just got habituated to it. This is sort of anxiety, anxiety to witness the thrill of Life that is about to be offered in a few hours, when I would ride my latest M-ron 1800 on its maiden ride to Moon ! Yes to moon! After Neil Armstrong ’s first Step on moon, M-ron became the first 2-wheeler capable to ride in no-gravity to sub-gravity atmosphere . To earn an M-ron, I spent my whole life, well not whole life, just the time between my first dreams of moon the day I could save...