In every person’s life there comes a time when he/she just would love to leave what they are doing and head off somewhere for the weekend for a break from their mundane day to day life. That very feeling crept into me also and I just didn’t know where to go. As luck would have it one of my friend, Digvijay Singh, also called DV, Who is a keen motorcycle enthusiast and the orator of all the rides that take place in our riding club, happened to be in Jodhpur and he pinged on our group that he was riding back from Jodhpur and anyone who’d like to ride back with him was more than welcome to join him.
This was like God sent and as if my prayers had been answered. So I wrote back to him that I would be more than happy to take him up on the offer and to give me a day to get back to him. This ride was not entirely a weekend ride as I would leave on Sunday and be back Monday afternoon. So I finished up all that needed to be done in the office and informed that I won’t be at work on Monday morning, said my good byes, called up my friend and confirmed him that I’ll be seeing him on Sunday afternoon for lunch.
I was excited to get out of town for the weekend (if you can call that), from the hustle and bustle of the city and hit the highway with my lovely bike. She was all topped up as far as the fuel and the oils were concerned and had been recently serviced, so I wasn’t worried there and knew she was running well.
I got home and told my wife that I was going to be out for the weekend and she was more than supportive. I packed a small overnighter bag, took out my riding gear, cleaned my helmet, said a small prayer and hit the sack early. Thought the very thought of being on the road the next day was all too very exciting for me to let the sleep Gods get me some shut eye. Never the less I did manage to pass out and not knowing when but before I knew it, it was time to get going.