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July 16, 2013

~1300 kms bike ride, Solo. Hyderabad – Bangalore – Hyderabad

Kindly note: This trip was in first week of May 2013.. finally found time now to log it 🙂

Best buddy Walter had come to India for the first time and he decided to land in Bangalore instead of Hyd. Duh, work 🙂
Chances of him coming to Hyd after that were doubtful; although he wanted to come.. but work could want him to fly back sooner due to his busy schedules.

So, I told him that I’d come to see him in Bangalore. He booked a really nice villa suite and we were gonna have some geek time together 🙂
However, I didn’t tell him that I’m gonna drive my bike there all the way from Hyderabad 🙂
But he figured… apparently he knows me quite better than a lot of people who claimed to be ‘close to me’ 😀

HydBangalore SOLO trip - HeartBrokenBiker

SOLO trip – HeartBrokenBiker

The plan was to start at 1830 hrs… and guess what.. I ended up starting at 2245 or so! -_-
First stop was 3.5kms from my place.. for Irani chai 😛 .. because I knew that sleepy attack was coming.. I didnt get rest the whole day.. was working on stuff that also required physical strength.

Drove away, .. mostly a speedrun. Didn’t carry my GoPro with me. No pictures while going there.
But, here’s the interesting part:

I had to drive the first 40kms on the service lane beside ORR (since bikes aren’t allowed on ORR …. thank you all amazingly stupid showoff drivers who screwed reputation of bikers on that expressway)
So I was driving, doing my thing 🙂 .. and there are these nasty 16 set speed brakers on the service lane…. at one of these, a Jeep swiftly dodged me … fulltoo bollywood estyle … and rammed brakes right in front of me!

Then 3 cops got down from it.. surrounded me! and said “Go, Sir is calling”.. and here’s what happened.
I went to the Copboss sitting boss-style in jeep, while the 3 cops continued to check my bike .. trying to figure out WTF is happening with the luggage, discussing about whether it is a sports bike, its top speed blah blah.

Me: Yes Sir, any problem
CopBoss in Jeep: Where are you going to race? (authoritative)
Me: ??? !!! $#^@&%$*&% WTF (in mind)
Me: Race? No Sir... I dont race on streets.
CopBoss: Then what is all this? (indicating my ATGATT - All The Gear All The Time)
Me: Ah, this is for protection if I crash.
CopBoss: Really? (sarcastically)
Me: (in mind) Trying to control any outburst .. I remember ravi@17bhp's advice not to pickup argument with cop even if I was right. Happened twice already (once in jungle and once in city.. when some cops tried to show off their power) .. but this guy was okay. So it helped :)
CopBoss: Where are you going?
Me: Bangalore
CopBoss: ??? !!! o,O .. w00t!!!!
CopBoss: Hyderabad? to Bangalore? on bike? Are you serious?
Me: Smile
CopBoss: Why are you going at this time? It's dangerous.. go in morning
Me: Work Sir... have a meeting in morning in bangalore.. I missed Bus so taking bike (tee hee :P)
CopBoss: Okay okay... you know you are speeding?
Me: ??? !!! .. umm.. sorry Sir.. I didn't notice.
CopBoss: Yes, .. you were on 100+.. and this is a 40 road
Me: Sir, how do you know I was on 100+?
CopBoss: We had to cross 100 to catch you!
Me: -_- :P tee hee ;)
Me: Sorry Sir, I'll drive in 40.

He then, super surprised me by driving his jeep exactly on 40 till airport right in front of my bike.
If I had to overtake his jeep, it’d mean I crossed 40!
Think of all the frustration of holding the throttle at 40, and temptation to zip past and not be visible 🙂 .. but I obliged to 40. 😀
+1 good citizen points on HeartBrokenBiker? 😛

Darn, that first hour (40-45 kms) of the journey made me drowsy enough to put my next 550 kms in trouble.
As soon as the cop jeep detoured, and I crossed that initial hyd border highway traffic, my throttle opened full, rpm needles on max and the bike was at 131kmph .. I was crouched under the visor… my vision was through it and it was AMAZING.

I’ve never done continuous crouching for so long.. gotta thank the highway for it.
Couple that with the “Isle of Man TT”, “TopGun” and such similar tracks playing in my helmet. WooHoooooooooooooooooo!

Some car folks provided me entertainment by trying to show off their speed… I wasnt interested in any race.. but I was doing speedrun of my own pace.. so some very few cars did succeed to run past me… BUT when the road takes a curve.. their brake lights come up.. mine DOESN’t.. and you know what happens then… there is a knee out, there is an angle, and there is a bike that zip zap zooooms 🙂 ;),
then some by driving close enough to me to catch a glimpse of “who the hell is this”.. ,
dangerous part is when I overtake cars and they are busy looking at me with a jawdrop rather than looking at the road 😦

I found the lorry guys to be very good drivers on this road.. sticking to lane and using indicators… and at parts where vision became glary from opp high beam, I used one car guy who was good driver by following his tail. Thank him, whoever it is.

Took couple of tiny breaks in between.. needed a bit longer break at Kurnool when I topped up fuel… but something about that place hurts me (some old memory that has mentions of that place).. so I kept pushing.

Reached Bangalore border at 0630 am.. AND then.. thanks to awesome directions by people (and the stupid fact that I wasnt carrying GPS) .. it took me 1.5+ hrs to reach the hotel.
People, I tell you.. instead of telling me that they “dont know”.. they “try wild guesses” -_-
Two people giving me direction at the same time, showed 2 opposite directions.. I looked at both of them in “punch in face” mood.. and they looked at each other and walked away.

After reaching hotel, the receptionist is more busy looking at me top to bottom and then my bike and thinking “What in the world!” rather than giving me the keys.

Had fun time there.. will blog that in separate post 😀

Coming back to Hyd, I took a bit of ‘slower’ run.
Again night ride, again no rest prior to ride.. was in meeting hall for 7hrs and then driving around Bangalore traffic and confusing one ways…
Met up with 2 more friends… 1 geek+biker=Sudharshan or sup3rkidd0 as on IRC (also met his girlfriend for the first time – A Chilean who moved to India.. for him? Now that’s cute 😀 .. lucky kid 😉 ) and other geek was ‘Kingsly’ whom I had known for 10yrs+? on IRC.. but met him in-person for the first time. Nice conversations on tech, society and human creature specific.
He helped me find way to a spartan store.. picked up a new lid for touring (SOL SF1)… had super tasty “real” chinese cuisine.. and then drove off…. Walter brought my old lid on flight to Hyd (Yup he did come to hyd haha :D) …. Finally I started 0100am -_-

Super sleepy….kept my helmet light on flashing warning. Wanted to sleep on ground (wasnt carrying tent).. but there were huge size ants.. plus the fact that any lorry losing control could run off the road and run over me.
Luckily, in middle of nowhere I saw this hut.. locked from outside.. with a bench outside.. I said to myself “Whatever.. this is luxury right now 😀 …and if someone comes I’ll have to deal with him”
(I had my laptop in saddlebag)

Parked bike, dozed off for a nice hour…before taking a pic and riding off again.

When the sun started coming up (~0500 hrs), I took a break and observed sky patterns in AWE!
They are so so so amazing.. I never had seen such beautiful colors of morning. (pics below)
Took some pics… and rode again.. with stops at dhabas for hydration and engine cooling.

The bike clocked ~1300 kms when back home (includes some kms from in-city driving in B’lore.. restaurant and helmet hunt)
Total driving time for this was around 19.5+ odd hours (including in-city driving).. which kinda makes me wonder if I am too slow for the international SaddleSore challenge 😦 … OR I need a faster bike? 😛 🙂

Ok, too much text.. now pics 🙂


Kingsly and Me .. after chow down super tasty chinese.


0300 hrs .. Empty bench = Luxury on deserted Highway!








Easing my killer wrist pain.. wrist exercises.


That smudge on lens. 😦


Best pic of the Trip. ~0540hrs


Some fuel for stomach?


Not bad.
Didn’t have raddish parota (although on menu).. ok Aloo it is.. some fat 🙂
Daal was crap.


stopped just for the tree snap 🙂
People noticed a biker jaywalk to the other side of the road for this 😛


January 3, 2013

Re: Why are Indians obsessed with taking photos of foreigners?

This is a Reply/Follow-Up post for a blogger/CouchSurfer –

or if you’re on couchsurfing read the thread here – Why are Indians obsessed with taking photos of foreigners?

I replied it there already, but felt it could help more people understand parts of what/what-not of India if I put it up here. Hoping after reading this you won’t be caught off-guard (or at least partly) during visit to India.

Also, adding tid-bits I forgot to add when I replied the post on Couchsurfing.

Note: Some people tell me I’m not Indian, probably because the way I live.. I am mentioning this so that you understand that I am not writing this out of “Oh how can she say so about us.. racist” thought 🙂

So here goes:


> Why are Indians obsessed with taking photos of foreigners?

Tired of posing for pics?

Tired of posing for pics?

Not all, but few depending on where you have visited.
If you’re at tourist places, there are always these people who take pics and go back and show in their homes as to
– how pale-skinned you are
– how tiny your dress was
– how stylish you were “although being a woman”
– some take ’em to put it on their facebook and show off.. “look look I know white peepal”

Capturing moments, are we?

Capturing moments, are we?

Most of these people are semi-urban/rural dwellers.
I, sometimes go social work campaigning in villages, and I get clicked (despite being only a bit avg fair than average Indian skin color).
They click me, my car, they touch the car, we go shoulder-to-shoulder and I do happily pose for pics with kids and any smiley face there. Makes them happy, gives them a moment of smile.. which makes me happy.

Cool pose :)

Cool pose 🙂

Then again, I see a pic of you allowing people cling to you and take a pic. I am not gonna judge them, but you might want to avoid that next time 🙂
You’ll never know a pervert in between those smiley faces.. who sadly spoil the name of the whole bunch.

Finding something they usually dont see - makes them curious?

Finding something they usually dont see – makes them curious?

However, if you come to Urban areas, like my city / other metros … not many will give a rat’s ass about any foreigner unless you start dancing in full public suddenly.
But yes, you’ll find us being extra courteous if you ask for directions when compared to how Indians will answer each other 🙂


> Be careful with street food. Don’t ask for steaks! Better yet, don’t eat any meat!

Meat what?

Meat what?

Again, depends on the place you were eating.
Indian food can be cheap(cost-wise), but usually the issue of hygiene comes in.
Better hygiene, neat food = costly restaurant (most of the times).

There are though good street food places, where due to sensible owners, the hygiene is okayish/good and food tastes great too.
You need to know people who know these places. (not the ones who “claim” to know)

Curious as to which steak you asked for.. Beef?
Then you’d probably have got fatty parts in it.
Get beef only from either a good restaurant or if its street then only from a rush-filled Muslim/Arabic restaurant. They know which parts of beef need to be cooked and which are just fat.

To know what to do with meat needs creativity :)

To know what to do with meat needs creativity 🙂

I don’t say this is due to religion, but because they have more experience dealing with beef which in other religious sectors in India consider holy and so zero experience.
Plus, I am a fan of what Islamic people can do with meat.. they know to churn out the best meat dishes and the best way to make meat tasty and finger licking good (I sometimes lick my plate if no one is watching :P) .


> Do not tell an Indian that they speak very good English. For some reason, it offends them.

English ... huh what?

English … huh what?


For long, Indians/Indian education system has considered people speaking fluent English to be “educated”.

Education != English

Education != English

They have been unaware of the fact that there are many countries where English isn’t spoken and think that all foreigners are ‘English’

Indians worked hard on their English. Even our call center jobs demand American accent/Neutral accent and there was once a time that Call-Center jobs were highly respected because only the best/cool English speakers in the colony would get one. 😕

B-Grade? WTF!

B-Grade? WTF!

So when you’re telling “most” Indians that you speak good English.. they feel that you assumed that Indians by default are “uneducated” AND also that all this while before you said that sentence, you’ve been considering him/her as “uneducated”. 🙂

I think here many people take pride in their English (not just their weenie)

Chilled Beer perhaps?

Chilled Beer perhaps?

porn happens by accident?Must be the most happening place!

porn happens by accident?
Must be the most happening place!

Ugh.. no thanks!

Ugh.. no thanks!

Bet it is.And pretty stale too.

Bet it is.
And pretty stale too.

Let me just drive by pretending I didn't notice and hoping I dont hit anyone LMAO-ing during driving! :)

Let me just drive by pretending I didn’t notice and hoping I dont hit anyone LMAO-ing during driving! 🙂

I got 2 in my home.. except I call them toilets .. not restaurants.

I got 2 in my home.. except I call them toilets .. not restaurants.

Guess quality of education won't be less different either.

Guess quality of education won’t be less different either.

And people still wonder why many crashes occur on the street before this restaurant?

And people still wonder why many crashes occur on the street before this restaurant?

WELL ... Sorta true in couple of hours! ...that is if She allows him.

WELL … Sorta true in couple of hours! …that is if She allows him.

Heck, I have even had people(including my ex) ask me to stop “faking” my English accent … I didn’t give balls about them.. but only for my ex(since I loved her a lot) I tried to “neutralize/Indianise” my accent (which sometimes included saying a word twice.. because I forgot to Indianize it)
Now I end up talking in an Indian accent(which is “fake” for me) when I am with people who will be taken by surprise if I speak my natural one.

Who’s gonna explain people that my accent is due to the fact that I grew at my grandpa’s place who was like a foreigner mind trapped in Indian body?
I don’t bother.


> Don’t eat with your left hand… And don’t shake hands or hand stuff over with the left .

Asian culture. Money and stuff is handed over with right.
Doing it with left “depicts” casual attitude or unwillingness.

I eat with left hand and tend to hand stuff with left (I am ambidextrous), but when I see people stare at me.. I quickly shift to right.

Left?  Sinner or Special?

Left? Sinner or Special?

Did I mention I am ambidextrous? That’s probably because I was made used to do stuff with my right.. and hence eventually over 25 years my right has more control over stuff than my left.
Although, left is still powerful.

Btw, If I were visiting any country.. I’d try to soak-in their culture first.

For example: I wouldn’t go to Japan/China and use chopsticks with “left hand” .. it is done with “right” as per culture. I even use it with right at home, only because “Hey these guys invented chopsticks.. so I’ll just respect them by sticking to the tradition.. unless its a stupid/illogical/inhuman tradition we’re talking about”


> Bring tons of toilet paper!!

Ah aha, that reminds me.. this is one of the reason WHY people dont like you do use the left hand.
Because here, left hand is considered to be used for the un-holy things.. like cleaning ya butt poop, fingering ya nose, cleaning ya ear wax, scratching ya hairs of private parts… and so on (anyone threw up reading this line?)


A shake hand with that?No thanks!

A shake hand with that?
No thanks!

Whatever he touches next without washing his fingers .. I want away from it.

Whatever he touches next without washing his fingers .. I want away from it.

Yeah bring toilet paper, you wont find it in common stores.. because no one uses them.

Unless of course, you’re visiting anyone who is thoughtful enough to stock some. (I stock for my foreigner friends)
Or let people know to stock some for you before you visit.

How bad do you want it?

How bad do you want it?


> Never, absolutely never say that cricket is a stupid and boring game.

Cricket is a Religion in India.And religions are serious stuff here.

Cricket is a Religion in India.
And religions are serious stuff here.

You’ll find many females who are not interested in cricket in India.
You’ll find a few of them are genuinely interested.. and a few become interested because of their male friends.

You’ll almost not find ANY male in India who doesn’t love cricket. There are a rare few though.

It’s not a game, it is a religion here.



Btw, I was interested in cricket during my school.. but, as I grew up, the game looked boring to me, and I found much interesting stuff to do.
Haven’t watched cricket for like 10 yrs now… doesn’t bother me who wins who loses, and if the God of cricket from India retired (although I do respect the fact that he has been ace at what he achieved… I have same feeling for a few other sports ace personalities too who aren’t cricketers).

So Cheers! 😉


> Don’t leave your shoes “on” when you enter a house or even think about putting your feet on the table.

Asian culture lady 🙂

Huh! .. did everyone only READ footwear?

Huh! .. did everyone only READ footwear?

And if you see this in a scientific angle.. streets in India aren’t as clean as first world developed countries have it.
And, you’re prone to more “walking” in India .. rather than driving around (where your car mat is the only place feet touches).

So consider you walking over spit and shit of people that they lay on the street and then walk in the house.. ain’t gonna be good for your own health.
Imagine having small kids who might pick up their fallen candy from the floor and eat it (when no ones watching). So now the candy is flavored with feces from outside, not to forget the amount of disease filled bacteria your kid is savoring.

About putting feet on table… again Asian culture.
“Foot” is considered to be that area of the body where younger people will make contact with elders to take blessings/wishes.
So, if you show your foot to elders they will get offended.. its a culture thing… you cannot have your foot in their face.

No one says nice legs :(

No one says nice legs 😦

When I am at home (or with like minded people).. I fling my feet on the table, on adjacent bean bags, on anything I find.
But if my mom is walking by, or any elder is walking by (that even includes my maid), I lower my feet.
It’s a small thing to do out of respect, and I have no qualms in doing so.

Yare Yare!

Yare Yare!

Hell, I’ve even lowered my feet for people whom I have lost respect for. (my ex’s mother to be precise) … which is kinda unlikely of me (You like doing bad deeds and being selfish?.. then you don’t earn respect from me)


> Drink a lot of water, but not from the tap!

In India it is better not to drink directly from the tap.

In India it is better not to drink directly from the tap.

You also cannot eat directly from the container that food is cooked in. Culture again.
I don’t see a logic in it, unless you are sick and hence not do it to avoid other’s getting sick.

But let me give you logical explanation for the tap thing.

I would have not let you drink water from my tap in current apartment. May be I’d have let you drink from my previous apartment or my grandpa’s house.

Know why?

Because the standard of clean water that gets supplied to Indian houses can vary vastly.

I “buy” filtered watercans because in my current apartment tap water aint great.
You will probably end up falling sick if your body immunity isn’t used to fighting half-standard filtered drinking water of India.


> Don’t pay the rickshaw driver with a $50 bill and expect change

Was it this auto-rickshaw?You owe him another 50 then :)

Was it this auto-rickshaw?
You owe him another 50 then 🙂

Hell, even we don’t get proper change back even if we give Indian rupees 😦 .. with dollars what do ya expect lady! haha 🙂

Anyway, here’s why.

1. Most people think foreigners are filthy rich

2. Any one who hands them dollars, must probably be having a Uncle Scrooge (duck tales) type treasury chest… they don’t need change back… they are being generous and offering us money.

Oh you're a foreigner.. you probably must be diving in money everyday!

Oh you’re a foreigner.. you probably must be diving in money everyday!

It also matters the way/style in which you fling the dollar note at them.. it can mean “keep the change poor man”
Hell yeah! thank you Goddess 🙂

Um.. where do you do this?

Um.. where do you do this?


> On the beach: Even if it’s tempting, don’t use cows lying on the beach as a backrest. Just… don’t!

COWS are GODS in India (at least for Hindus)
and % of hindu population in India is highest.

Cow's GOD form.Hell if Naruto can transform into 9 tailed fox and Saiyans can transform into Apes.. then this is nothing.

Cow’s GOD form.
Hell if Naruto can transform into 9 tailed fox and Saiyans can transform into Apes.. then this is nothing.

People expect respect and fear of God here.
How dare you go rub your back to a God… you .. you.. filthy daughter of Satan 😉

So what if you're hot.. you dont get to touch our Gods... back off girl. :)

So what if you’re hot.. you dont get to touch our Gods… back off girl. 🙂

LMAO .. I enjoy myself writing stuff about stuff that irks the logic of my brain. hahah 😀

Anyway, if I were travelling to a country where lets say snakes were considered God (hmm snakes are Gods in India too), I wouldn’t go telling people that I ate one.. or go rub my ass on a snake… it’ll probably dig its fangs on my bums anyway 🙂


> Leave your Bikini and all the other skimpy clothes at home. Indians are not used to seeing that stuff.

Sadly, even Indian women think twice/thrice or even don’t wear them.. because

1. Density of perverts is high

Dedicated Beach Ogling?

Dedicated Beach Ogling?

The game is happening here!

The game is happening here!

2. Yes people are not used to (The more body of a woman visible in public, the more bad they are considered)
3. Because of (1) and (2), even people who aren’t perverts end up staring at you.. because its un-usual around here.. and you’re showing them something they’ve never seen in their life. ~o.O^

"I want that" eyes!

“I want that” eyes!

4. Many stupids have the ill-logic that the more skimpier the clothes, the more hornier the woman is.. and is inviting sex. There are many cases of sexual assaults and rapes in which convicts/people claim that it got induced because Men couldn’t control their sexual urges watching parts of body they haven’t seen/rarely seen and had no conscience that it is wrong.

May be we should break the face of people who have such levels of 'stupidity' .. Sigh!

May be we should break the face of people who have such levels of ‘stupidity’ .. Sigh!

Heights of educated stupidness

Heights of educated stupidness

This is the sad state of my country.


> And then, of course I watched Slumdog Millionaire on the plane. I was assuming I knew everything about Indian culture. Holy cow…
Note: She mentions later this was a joke. I read it as one too 🙂 and all my answers are written light heartedly.



What? W00t!

I just fell off my chair 😕 :/

By that logic, I expect everyone to be flying and doing kung-fu in China 🙂

Take that!  :P

Take that! 😛

Like where is it ever written that a movie “Slumdog Millionaire” is the reference for Indian culture? !!!

I watch Japanese movies/Anime a lot.. thats a ton of hours more than a mere 2 hour movie and I will never make a mistake of thinking that I know all about Japanese culture from the movie/anime.
That’s one of the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard 😉 (sorry for using word ‘stupid’)

Indian culture is freaking VAST.. living 25 yrs here and I wouldn’t still claim I know all of it.

Holy Cow Holy hell yeah!


> But then I noticed that the same guy I posed for a photo with two minutes ago had also asked an old, fat white lady behind me to pose too. I’m not 18 anymore, but still. That hurts.

OK, now that is very very sad that you felt that way.

I am happy that, that guy wasn’t a pervert and he did click with an “old”, “fat” lady too.

I am not sure why you assumed that people clicked pics with you since you are “young(er)”



If a lady is intelligent, kind or good person.. I’d rather choose to have a pic with her regardless of whether she is old, fat, bald, grandma, ‘so-called ugly superficially’, rather than have a pic with a perfect ‘ass to breast ratio’ supermodel who has none of those qualities at heart/brain.

Hehe, I guess end of my answers.. good to know you had awesome/weird fun while in India. hahaha 🙂


Kindly Note:
All my answers have been written light heartedly.. I dont see a reason to be serious on either about her blog / post.

It happens and it could happen to me too if I suddenly landed in a country with different culture / didnt have time to prep up myself. I write in a hope that someone will help me similarly someday 🙂

I blog this so that any foreigner/CSer can help themselves.

Also, Feel free to ask me if anyone has any doubts on your future visits 🙂
I’ll answer them happily (within the limits of my tiny knowledge) when I find apt time.

December 26, 2012

Vroom Vrooooom… to a lake near Wildlife Sanctuary, Medak

A biker pal needed couple of video shoots done at a particular location, and we decided to join him[Dhiraj] and see if we can be helpful in anyway.
So three of us, drove away to this beautiful location and amidst the video shooting we managed to get some supercool still photographs 🙂 .. Thanks to Vinfred who was slaving off behind the camera. 😐

The lake wasn’t overflowing but still was beautiful.
(I’ll try to put a pic of another biker[Ravi] who’s been there in monsoon when lake overflows.. pretty awesome)

Here’s couple of pics for my blog readers and as usual the full album is available on Facebook. <– Click to see

Machines Resting at the verge of valley at the lake.

Machines Resting at the verge of valley at the lake.

Making phun of me huh.. Here take my contactless air 'ki' punch ....  HUAAAAAA  :)

Making phun of me huh..
Here, take my contactless air ‘ki’ punch …. HUAAAAAA 🙂
In pic: Dhiraj and Me

Probably the only pic of Vinfred we got. He's happy :)

Probably the only pic of Vinfred we got.
He’s happy 🙂



Look Look .. I got myself invisible Guns ;)

Look Look .. I got myself invisible Guns 😉

Swim .. anyone? (See next   pic) :)

Swim .. anyone? (See next pic) 🙂

Ok..  NOW swim anyone? :) Btw, that's "Xenochrophis piscator" or "Checkered KeelBack". Man, if I wasn't living in India ... I'd definitely have snake pets (Will write another post someday about which snakes I'd like to have as pets). Note:  Snake as pet is illegal in India.

Ok.. NOW swim anyone? 🙂
Btw, that’s “Xenochrophis piscator” or “Checkered KeelBack”.
Man, if I wasn’t living in India … I’d definitely have snake pets (Will write another post someday about which snakes I’d like to have as pets).
Note: Snake as pet is illegal in India.

All that touring on a Sports Bike that is meant for track racing..... definitely asking for body stretching.

All that touring on a Sports Bike that is meant for track racing….. definitely asking for body stretching.

Now, for pics from Ravi’s album (when the lake was overflowing):
Note: Following two pictures are copyrighted to Ravi Varma. I am using them with his permission.

Beautiful isn't it? You see people cautiously walking there... well you can drive your bike there, but you need to be extra cautious. A tiny slip and you'd be inside the lake with your bike (minimum depth 25 feet)  :D

Beautiful isn’t it?
You see people cautiously walking there… well you can drive your bike there, but you need to be extra cautious.
A tiny slip and you’d be inside the lake with your bike (minimum depth 25 feet) 😀

Now this is Ravi's classic signature move ...  Everywhere he goes touring, he finds a waterbody to wash his bike :) Play in water anyone?  I'll definitely go again during monsoon :D

Now this is Ravi’s classic signature move … Everywhere he goes touring, he finds a waterbody to wash his bike 🙂
Play in water anyone?
I’ll definitely go again during monsoon 😀

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