For most of April, I've been on the road. Late night rides all around town, through inner ring road and cubbon, chugging along on my new bike. The weather's been brilliant and I was out, just cruising along the roads, like in a dream.
Yup, I went and splurged on a brand spanking new Royal Enfield Thunderbird. Full 350 cc, 18 BHP of raw petrol power, purring along like a kitten at full throttle, but whisper quiet in idle. For such a heavy bike, it is surprisingly easy to handle, taking bottom heavy curves on turns and excellent stability at speeds. The bike's behaved pretty well so far, the first full tank of petrol lasted me for around 600 Kms. And for once, I'm actually riding a bike made for someone six feet plus. In short, I love it.
The nights are long and the roads are empty
The world's sleeping and nobody's watching
And the wind whispered to me; keep on driving.
If you worried about falling off the bike, you’d never get on.
-- Lance Armstrong