Road Trip (part 2)

Posted: April 5, 2011 in Accident, Adrenalin, Memories, Road trip
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So towards Mount Abu or Udaipur did not matter to me. But seeing the glee on my cousin’s face, we decided we will go that way. Let him also go to his school and boast how he went to Mount Abu on a bike, impress some girls.

So we left. I think the stone mountains and all that I mentioned earlier in the story, it was here early morning. We meandered our way through the VAST emptiness. IT was EMPTY. Believe me when I say it. Nothing was visible just vegetation, rocks, huge hills and once in a while a truck would come by. Later we were told that place was notorious for Dakus (bandits). ๐Ÿ™‚ No idea if it was true or not. It did not matter to us because we were the kings of the Road, zooming our way.

We had stopped worrying about the bike too. It had made it till here and we were confident it will do another 700 or 800 kms more.ย  Ah we SO we thought. It was only later we got to know it was not THAT far.

Around 11 or 12 noon, we saw a depleted Dhabaย on the road side, and nothing for miles and miles. There was an old truck parked outside it. We were hungry so we stopped. We asked the guy what was on offer. Channa masala with Jawaarย Roti ( I am sorry I donโ€™t know the English equivalent to Jawaar, Chick peas curry).

The guy had smiled when we ordered the Channa masala. I came to know why when I took the first bite. IT WAS ONLY RED CHILLIES! OH MY GOD!! I was on fire!ย 

How were the others eating it?

We had tears in our eyes. My cousin gulped the one Glass of water we had.ย  By the time the next one came I had used the choicest Punjabi slangs. My god! No wonder the guy was smiling, he knew it all and to top it all I remember him being KIND to me and asking if I would like to have a couple of Green chilies with the salad. To which I had said YES. I bet he was rolling in laughter when he heard that. We could not finish the curry so we got some egg bhurji made WITHOUT CHILLIES to finish our lunch.

Came out of the dhabhaย and my cousin remarked “Havaย Khat haigi pichle tyre ch (it seems there is less air in the rear tyre).” As if we could see and make out. It was desert and the tyre was a little inside the sand. Anyhow, we both agreed we have less AIR so at first available place we will get it filled.

Started with our ride and a few kms later we reached a village, where we found a guy repairing bicycles. Miraculously he had one of those mechanical air-pressure things, with which you fill air in tyres. You know what I mean. But he had no meter to read how much itโ€™s filled. It was blind leading the blind, trying to squeeze the tyre with our hands to see if itโ€™s enough.

Ah well, at some stage we found that the tyre was full. Till now my cousin had been driving, so we exchanged and for some reason we put the haversack on the petrol tank. Oh I remember now… We had it strapped by the side but we did not notice that the rear tyre had been scrubbing against it so the straps had torn off. I remember it was about 3-4 in evening and we were heading towards a town called PALI.

As it had been throughout the scenery, the drive was awesome. There was hardly any traffic. I have recently visited Australia and I can tell you, and those who read this can quote me on this, some of the views were as breath-taking as I saw in OZ; it was amazing, for miles nothing, far away a Green Tree, some huts and animals grazing. It was beautiful. While we were admiring all this…

BOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM

Next second I was on the road, sliding down, the haversack and me going on top of each other a couple of times. I could feel some pain in my shoulder. The bike had slid to the other side of the road. My turban had flown away. My shoe was not on my foot and It felt HOT. I got up checked myself: NOTHING HAD BROKEN although had lost pieces of my jeans at places along with the skin on my leg. There was blood on my eyebrow.ย  I had lost one arm to my shirt.. along with lot of skin.. but it did not seem bad ..

Then PANIC set in… Where is my cousin? I saw him lying motionless middle of the road.

GODS WERE INDEED LOOKING DOWN ON US. There was no traffic, else anything could have driven over him.

I went up to him and shook him. Nothing. MORE PANIC… He is dead. Shook him again, he opened his eyes. I thanked god that he was alive. He too had some parts of his jeans missing, blood on his legs and a big gash on his arm. His turban was mysteriously intact though… I pulled him off the road. There were small mound of rubble so lay him there.

Then went on to check on the bike and Oh My God! The poor bike had taken the brunt.

1. The petrol tank had squeezed.

2. The Rear tyre RIM was not round anymore.

3. The rear type had burst.

4. Some sort of OIL was leaking.

All in all, I felt pretty sure that the ROAD TRIP had finished there. The poor bike had, had it. Now, the sun was coming down, we had no idea where we were or what to do. A couple of trucks had passed, no one stopped. My cousin lay on the rubble as if he was dead and asking for WATER. I guess the drivers probably thought he was dead hence no one stopped.

It was getting dark when finally a small truck stopped. The driver got down. I asked for water and he gave me a bottle of water. He went to check on my cousin. By this time I had made my cousin get up and SIT so at least he did not appear to be dead to motorists. He asked the same question, “Where to?” I explained to him how we had started from Chandigarh. He shook his head.

I had to tell him where Chandigarh was. He had never heard of the place before. He told me that he could take me and my cousin to the next town Pali where we could do something about the bruises etc we had got.

So we sat in the truck.. had gone a few metres when we realised the BIKE was still back there so we had to request the driver , to get the bike too, the poor guy had to reverse the truck.. the bike was BAD.. got a rope tied it and pulled it up, sort of hanging on the back.. by now the bruises had started to hurt , you know when the blood has clotted .. its swollen a bit OUCH…

Reached PALI..ย ย we were dropped by a Dhaba again.. and introducedย to Two sikh gentleman, shabbily dressed they were DRIVERS of a truck bearing Haryana Number :)..ย were going to Mumbai with a load.

They too had a nice little joke at our expense , but then the Punjabi Hospitality took over..

The guys Oh god bless them..

The bigger sardar of the two.. gave the other oneย 30 rupees to take me and my cousin to the local dispensary, for bandages… Who would do that today ?ย  He took us to the dispensary where we got tetanus shots.. bruises had the iodine put on , That yucky dirty yellow thing , yuck… cuts cleaned and bandaged….

Back to the Dhaba.. it was nearly night-time .. We were offered Dinner.. All paid for I still remember it was one plate of Chicken tandoori, the black Daaal, with salad consisting of onions,Tomatoes,Raddishย and Rotis

WOWOWย we ate like Pigs.. and to top it all the Dudhย Patti (milk tea)ย wowo… this was not all , the Two guys had put our bike on top of the truck cabin… If you see a Truck where the drivers sit there is some space above the roof.. its like an Open Trunk.. the Bike was put up there, safely tied …

Now this was a nice new truck.. there was a drivers seat.. a Passenger seat behind them were Two small Sleepers.. probably for the guys to sleep or rest while one drives. We were treated so nicely that we were given both the berths to sleep. what else would one want .. Bruises taken care of, Well Fed .. Place to sleep WOW almost a hotel accommodation…

We set off towards Ahmedabad.. the younger Guy was driving first , after some timeย the two of them Took out a Quarter Each .. of Home made whiskey or something .. put it in the steel glass and gulp gulpย they did in one sip…Bloody hellย Iย thought WE made it on the bike but tonight if we hit we are gone case.. God surly wont keep us the second time …. I guess I dozed off after some time…

Waking up in the morning we had reached the outskirts , we found a STD booth from where we called up my uncle telling him what had happened .. there was the customary.. “YOU reach home .. will talk then“..

ย ooopsย bloody hell we had had it.. (and my cousins dad he is 6ft and BIG really BIG bloke ,Well built , ย I thoughtย he was going to beat the SH___ out of us.)

Around midday we reached Ahmedabad.. my uncle was standing at one of the CHOWKS.. the truck stopped we got down and guess what .. Uncle Ji came and HUGGED US BOTH… before the YOU IDIOTS .. WHY would you do this started…….. The bike was left at a mechanic..

All in all it was an EXCELLENT TRIP… I would do it anytime again

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  1. Shail says:

    I m first one to comment !! Now let me read ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. Excellent trip and you’d do it anytime again? :O Thank God for those truck wallas, you were able to come back with a broken bike! From almost a remote hamlet.

    When I go long distance (60-80 KM), my biggest worry is whether the tire will get punctured – because in the scorching heat of Chennai, you cannot afford to push a bike for kilometers together! But after reading this, tire getting punctured in the middle of highway looks quite naive….

    Destination Infinity

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    • Bikram says:

      yes thank god for the helpful truck drivers else we would have been lost.

      ๐Ÿ™‚ he he I rmemeber that I use to have a Enfield 350 and it was a Killer to push in case we had a punture it used to be so heavy.

      Thanks D I.

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  3. Adventurous, interesting and hilarious! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  4. shilpa says:

    I did expect it to end like this! my cousins have done such things also. ๐Ÿ˜› Typical Punjabi we are! ๐Ÿ˜€
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  5. Chatterbox says:

    A very long and adventurous trip ๐Ÿ˜› ๐Ÿ˜›
    Am glad nothing serious happened and you came across good people who helped you guys reach your destination safe and sound ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

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    • Bikram says:

      Thanks CB yeah .. thank god for that … else I would not be blogging ..
      yeah good people i guess are hard to come by but you do find them now even maybe ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. Chhavi says:

    Bikram, you want to do this all over again! You are a dare devil I must say ๐Ÿ™‚

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  7. Rekha says:

    you want to do this again?…meaning get bloodied and all?..for me that time would be enough…anyway my traditional parents would never have allowed me on a bike that too through no man’s land….enjoyed the post…except the poor bike part ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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    • Bikram says:

      No no not the bloddied part jsut driving part and this time hopefully all the way to ahemdabad VIA mount ABU, we could not do it got hurt in the middle of the route …

      No man’s land well where is that now these days .. its all been taken over by man now …
      the bike was repaired and it is still in working condition though no one uses it anymore , it went to gujarat and now is back in punjab in my cousins village ..

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  8. Phoenixritu says:

    So this is your Pali walla accident! Wonderful narration. Stupid man! You were lucky. Be careful next time

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  9. Seena says:

    That was indeed a very adventurous trip. Loved the way you narrated..I am glad nothing major happened to you and cousin.

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  10. sm says:

    nice read
    about gods do not know but stars moon sun were surely looking at you

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    • Bikram says:

      thank you SM, yes indeed tats true too.. the stars and moon and everything was looking after us .. apart from the burst tyre i guess at that time they got distracted by something and it happened .. lucky for us they looked back on us otherwise it would have been far worse ๐Ÿ™‚

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  11. harman says:

    very interesting..Seems like you had always been so adventurous..:)
    it was good old days..nowadays scenario is different in india too..

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    • Bikram says:

      Yes harman things have changed a lot back home. But I still like to drive whe I go back its been a lot of years now. Next trip is to leh- ladakh hopefully fingers crossed. Lets see what happens.

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  12. B K CHOWLA says:

    It is true that such trips–naughty ones–are very interesting and live as memory with us

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    • Bikram says:

      Yes sir indeed they live on with us. Its always good to remember suvh things cause I feel that its such moments which make us men.i believe or make us grow up.

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  13. You are one lucky man! Both to survive and to enjoy such an awesome trip! ๐Ÿ˜€

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  14. Chitra says:

    Thanks God you and your friend in didn’t break hnd or leg. But I shudder at thought of the journey. May be it was thrilling for you. I would like to know how did your parents react to this?

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  15. Banupriya says:

    Omg omg.. what a ride what a ride — I could not control my excitement after reading this only. You should have enjoyed as well as adventured terribly.. Nicely put up as well. ANd yup u had missed so many details. You have been writing since long time I suppose. Why didnot you write about this long back Bikram? I have a few friends who do road trips twice a year but this one of yours is just too adventurous :)) THank fully you and your cousin are safe and secure.. Thanks to all those daaba walas and kindful souls you met all the way…

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    • Bikram says:

      ๐Ÿ™‚ yess it was a fun filled ride till then ๐Ÿ™‚
      I know I know well I should have written earlier but then its nice ot remeber things and go over them after ages ..

      wow twice a year oooh i would love to be in there shoes .. I love riding the open air Pity i cant do it more often now ..

      yeah thankfully we are alive thanks to all those good samaritans …

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  16. Smita says:

    It was really sweet of teh Truck waala guys to save you! And as far as your saying will ppl do it during present times? I tihnk yes!!! Good people are always there we just have to be lucky to find them ๐Ÿ™‚

    And I must one hell of a trip no wonder you remember it so vivdly even now!!! And yes, India is as beautiful as anyother country the only issue is with the citizens who take the beauty for granted & prefer foreign locations!

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    • Bikram says:

      Yes they were kind to us god bless them where ever they are. I do feel that yeah good people are there. The trip was good till we fell but anyway yesss it was lovely. Will doagain maybe on a bigger better bike.

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  17. Alka says:

    The narration is so vivid that I felt as if I was eating the red hot channa masala…….seems like a roadie adventure.

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  18. radha says:

    That was entertaining. Difficult to meet such kind souls these days who would stop by to help two guys in tattered clothes!!! And btw – jowar is sorghum.

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    • Bikram says:

      ๐Ÿ™‚ yeah i guess you are right people are so busy and in rush to reach there own destination that they dont look who is lieing on the side of the road …

      and thats for the translation of Jowar.. it was yummy though a bit heavy but yummy

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  19. Novroz says:

    Your trip sounds so fun. I was reading your post when you commented in my turtle’s blog ๐Ÿ˜‰

    I have never done any road trip before…unless you count visiting my family in the village as road trip.

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    • Bikram says:

      Yeah it is fun .. Well even we were visiting family it jsut so happened they were hundreds of kilometres away ๐Ÿ™‚ and took days to reach .. ๐Ÿ™‚ he he heh

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  20. Renu says:

    quite adventurous ! Once I fell down from scooter and from that day I never rode on a two wheeler, am still scared of that.

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  21. Sapna says:

    And I thought first part was the good one… Amazing part II

    Awesome Road trip!!! The Gods indeed were with you on the trip. The good Samaritans are really hard to find these days. And I think the gulp gulp helps in being one. he he ๐Ÿ˜€

    P.S: You should try for roadies ๐Ÿ˜›

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  22. bedazzled says:

    lol! Must have been fun travelling in a truck.. Though at that time it really might not have been that appetizing a thought.

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  23. Scorpria says:

    Wow! That was a fun ride. Yes, felt lik there were more bikes on the roads ๐Ÿ˜‰
    Awesome narration.

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  24. Sandhya says:

    I have never been to Mt.Abu! I thought it is full of ice!

    The dhaabha boy has got great sense of humour!

    I am tensed up now, Bikram! Nowadays, nobody helps strangers even if they are dying…no esp. if they are dying! Yes, Punjabis always help others, my husband always says so.

    Thank god, you reached home!

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    • Bikram says:

      Neither did we , we never maanged to go there , raaste main hi panga pad gaya he he he ๐Ÿ™‚ i was talking ot my cousin and we thought we would have had so much fun .. but also thoguht that had we gone there we would have got late reaching home and I am sure our parents would have given us a sound beating …

      thankfully the brusies and hurts made then mellow down and no beating ๐Ÿ™‚

      yeah people have changed over the years i guess ..

      and Punjabi’s tooo are changing now ..
      Yes sandhya bhen Thank god we reached home ALIVE and still are ๐Ÿ™‚

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  25. IRFANUDDIN says:

    so it was indeed adventurous trip by you….

    at some stage of our life we do certain things which does looks like hilarious or enjoyable moment…. buttttt the mind frame at that very moment when we did those things, used to be entirly different from now when we narrate those incidents.

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    • Bikram says:

      Irfan sir it was fun till it lasted … yeah i know what u say at that time we were kings , he man’s nothing could touch us , we could dodge a bullet .. now with age and WEIGHT we cant he he eheh ๐Ÿ™‚ those were the good old days ๐Ÿ™‚

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  26. stranger says:

    Interesting… thank God you both got out alive… The recklessness of youth… But Bikram, I don’t think you might do it now. As years pass most of us get more cautious… and loose that spark…

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    • Bikram says:

      dont say that please , I am wanting to drive in india and ride in USA next year for sure got all plans ready .. Pray for me that we are successful in doing so, Age is sure gone up but heart is still there when we were YOUNG ๐Ÿ™‚

      lets see what all we do , I might jsut have a surprise this year june/ july ๐Ÿ™‚

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  27. UmaS says:

    All such adventures always have some hiccup in the middle before settling down…and urs too….but thank God, u two got off with minor injuries….

    And I enjoyed reading abt it all….those Dhaba foods are making me crave for them – oh no, not the chilli chenna masala one…. ๐Ÿ˜€

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    • Bikram says:

      I know some hiccup , I dont mind them they are a adventure in themselves but not this bad , the poor bike should have survived .. if it had we would have ridden it for 2 more days ๐Ÿ™‚ and seen Mount ABU tooo ๐Ÿ™‚ thats what we missed most, bruises and all get fine in a few days …

      he he he yes the channa masalla was not the channa masalla we get in other places this was HOT.. and i eat a lot of spices

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  28. bhagyareema says:

    Alls well that ends well.

    Adventures are good but accidents shouldn’t happen ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    • Bikram says:

      YEs os true no accidents or if they happen then nothing shud happen to the VEHICLE.. else the whole plan goes KAPUT ๐Ÿ™‚ and also not too much hurt , had the bike been fine we would have still ridden ๐Ÿ™‚

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  29. ramananth says:

    What an adventure, somewhat like the Bicycle Diaries. I am glad you and your cousin are safe.

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  30. Rang says:

    Excellent trip for you because you and your cousin survived. Concerning for me to read it because it was dangerous, really dangerous. Well, all is well that ends well. And God bless those guys who helped you.

    Hmm still cannot control but sigh!!!

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    • Bikram says:

      YEs it was lovely … it got dangerous because of the accident .. had that not happened it would have been fine … Thank you for the blessings ..

      ๐Ÿ™‚ dont sigh no more he he he

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  31. Jzt4me says:

    Trust me Bikram,

    If it had been me in ur place, I would have surely survived the Bike or in that case the truck even..but never my family’s Outpour…I still remember, when we were children and if we were warned NOT to play some dangerous stunts…and by chance we felll and started crying…my mom used to come and give a tight slap first for not listening to her at first place and then only would check what was the damage done…heheh!!!!

    Anyways, anything for Adventue, right???

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    • Bikram says:

      ๐Ÿ™‚ i know even we would have had a nice beating the brusies and the hurt and torn clothes Helped SAVE US. ๐Ÿ™‚

      oh dont remind me of that i have got beaten so many times doing silly things ..

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  32. Neena says:

    My, my…things boys do! You are indeed lucky to survive.

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  33. Ashwathy says:

    Adventure freak eh? And dangerous ones at that!!! ๐Ÿ˜›

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  34. Punam says:

    Thank GOD nothing serious happened!! AND you want to do it again!! (Rolling eyes in indignation)

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    • Bikram says:

      YEs thank god nahin to Ram naam Satya wahin pe .. and no blogging ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

      yes I do want to do it .. hopefully a surprsie coming up on my blog soon if all things work out fine .. lets see

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  35. Pepper says:

    LOL at being on fire because of the Chana Masala. Must have been a funny sight ๐Ÿ˜€ Very interesting story this one is..

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    • Bikram says:

      ๐Ÿ™‚ i know it was hot beleive me .. it was a funny sight especially for the others there cause it was fine for them .. i obviously cant handle my SPICES ๐Ÿ™‚

      thanks Pepper

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  36. NRIGirl says:

    Bikramjit! You have an award waiting for you at my blog. Please check it out! Hope all is well.

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  37. Purbaray says:

    Whoa! that was some adventure. But I guess when “junoon” takes over your heart refuses to listen to sense.

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  38. ladynimue says:

    I cam imagine my mom beating the hell out of any one in my family who’d dare to do half of this adventure 1 The fear itself kept all the guys grounded i bet ! A wonderful adventure though .. glad you are here to tell it too ๐Ÿ˜€

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  39. Prateek says:

    Wow! It was indeed adventurous. And look at the brighter side you came back to house. ๐Ÿ˜›

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  40. Tanishka says:

    Adventurous and fun… Perfect trip… ๐Ÿ™‚
    But be careful next time…

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    • Bikram says:

      Yes Mam will do so .. hopefully with a bigger bike it will be fine and if perchance the unthinkable happens then it will be go went gone .. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  41. Anu says:

    oh…nice ending…Loved the chilli masala..oops channa masala episode too!
    Good that you guys were safe from that adventure!

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    • Bikram says:

      Yes I ma sure you liked it though at that time we were in pain eating that channa masalla .. ๐Ÿ™‚ yes ji we were safe and sound and alive tooo ๐Ÿ™‚

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  42. sangeeta says:

    ha ha…that last hug must have felt like heaven …when you were expecting something else ๐Ÿ™‚
    Is there a third part too ?

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    • Bikram says:

      ๐Ÿ™‚ thank thank you.. yeah we were expecting to be beaten up and shouted upton.. nahin ji no third part cause the return journey no one trusted us and we took a genuine TRAIN back home ๐Ÿ™‚

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