This trip is somewhat special to me. I would like to share a small story before the trip. So it was my dream to have a road trip by bike. The problem was I did not know how to drive a two-wheeler. Actually never got the chance to learn or maybe fear of driving. So, I asked my father that I am planning to buy a bike, but I was confused. Should I buy a cheap two-wheeler first or should I not. My father gave a very important lesson for me that day. He told me if you want to do do it today else time will fly by and you will get older to think of it. Like he missed his chance when he can.
Next day I was at the shop and purchased my avenger 220 Street. Well, of course, it was a heavy bike. I asked my friend to drove it to the apartment. In the evening, I started learning it and the next day I was at my office with my bike😁😊😊.
In the next few months, I was driving it like a pro😎. So now the plan was to surprise my family by going to Bareilly on my bike. Firstly, I got scared of the idea, then people around me told me it was foolish. But then I decided if not today then it will be never. On the cold morning of November at 5:30 I packed my bag. I packed my gearbox and some main instruments for my bike. I had my companion, my travel buddy... My backpack. Most importantly, helmet, my face mask, and some medicines. Also, I kept some water and snacks. At 6 am I was on the road. Slowly and steadily I crossed Ghaziabad and then Pilkhua. In pilkhua, I filled my bike tank and again on road. It was a mixed feeling with fear, excitement and also imaging my family reaction.
In two hours I was in Gadhmukteshwar. I stopped on a bridge to see gangs flowing. Cold air and noise of flowing water with the rising sun. It was an awesome picture. Many thoughts crossed my mind but a smile of pride was also on my face. And then I started again some tuff roads but the morning was pleasant. I crossed a few villages then Amroha. Had something for my empty stomach. Even the snacks were tasting different. Clicked some pictures in a nearby area and then started for Moradabad. I reached in 4 hours to Moradabad. it was 10:30 by then. From Moradabad then Rampur, the road was superb. I drove at 90 or 100 sometimes. It was all a sudden excitement of reaching home. Finally, at 12 pm I entered into Bareilly. What relaxation it was. I was home after driving for like 6 hours. It was an awesome feeling. Although I broke my hand at home 😌🤣🤣. And yet I drove back to Noida with that broken hand🤪.
Just wanted to share this for people who still cannot decide. "If not today then it will never".