The Nightly errand Kanakpura road..B'lore..

The rush of adrenaline.
The incessant rollercostering of the accelarator..
Drugs..hashis coccaine doing..the rounds..
The nip in the air..the babes wearing their scanty fares..and displaying their wares..
The drunken arguments..the .."this girls is with me brawls"...
as I stood as a mute spectator watching...
who would have thought there had been two deaths at the same place..
I sat on Sanj...she felt good..she had seen it all before..calm as ever waiting to obey..
waiting to rule..
The tracks cleared..off the marshalls.( both drunk )
dropped the white kerchiefs...
My heart skipped a beat...the start was ridiculously lousy..but the thing with pulsar and the beauty of the track..is such that if u have the control you can get through...b4 long I was..
third..the yamaha beside me was making the wierdest sounds I ever heard..
well...soon I saw smoke from the engine and then it blurred from the scene..
The problem with the course is...near the end there is a sharp bend..and you gotta know how to drift...
The guy in front of me was more of a right side guy..I could make out he was more used to right side...turns...I mean at this level even a slight....defect strikes out like a thorn in the rose..
Near the bend we were at head..to head...now..the turn ..I could feel my jeans brushing against the road.....a stark..60..degree and he was a gonner...The rest...was a cake walk..
odds against me.....fast dwindled and I could manage just 10k's.:-)
As the riders..sped off for a quicky..with their babes....and the others got lost in translation..I just took...a deep breath...and smiled to myself...for the first ime in three months I was happy..:-)

18.181818..mins by my watch..

To a Lady from a Man

Lady u shall succeed
Your success has been decreed..
There will be obstacles in your path..
But who can stop u ? ..when u have belief in ur heart..
So, rise up and turn the tide..
Rise up , ur ,your parents pride..
Rise up..to turn iron into gold..
Rise up..lady coz death has been foretold..
Your battle..shall not go in vain.
Remember every fight is worth the pain..
There will be ..blood spilled..
There shall be shattering of the shields..
They shall try to unseat you from ur horse..
But u know ur goal and every hurdle u shall cross....
You shall not cow down and get pumelled..
You shall touch the light at end of the dark tunnel..
Remember one last word..and remember it well..
They call that person..brave..
who has the courage to go smilling to her grave...

His Lips Were Sealed....

He loved her..
But his lips were sealed..
She had promisses which she had to keep..
She had chosen her path
She was right in her way..
He knew she will reach there someday..
She had made it clear..
So what if the pain was difficult bear?
He took it in his stride..
In no one did he confide..
He knew..it would be a tough..glide..
But he was used to the ride..
He spent sometime crying in the rain..
Where none could see his tears or feel his pain..
He strengthened his heart..made it of steel..
He made sure..he couldnt feel..
He switched off his mobile..to save himself from this mental rape...
But 8.30pm..he still..called up to say.."Get home safe"...
What is this now...a bolt from the blue?
He searched himself but didnt have a clue..
Now when they ask him.."what is it for her do u feel?"
He smiles and says to himself.."I love her but my lips are sealed"