What’s that sound I
hear tonight? It sounds just like a Bike.
Big and tough and
strong and tall, Makes the bike one
and all.
Tattooed arms to drive
it straight, Leaning into distribute the weight.
Spokes so shiny,
wheels so round, Pounding pavement through the town
Making noise to fill
the air, Of crossing silence with shifting gears,
Tail Lights forming
one straight line, bike riders sure look fine
-- Kimberly A. Manning
Harley Davidson and the Marlboro
man… My memory of a passionate biker
goes to the college days when I saw this movie and was totally floored by the
biker….
I always liked the mighty bikes,
what an adrenalin rush they led to. Growing up in a defence area, as a kid saw
all the Rajdoots and Bullets just loved their roaring sounds. More than
chocolates I loved the bike rides. Dad’s colleague who had a bullet was my all
time favourite uncle. He lived just a block away so the rides were
frequent. For me scooter was a security
metaphor, dad used to ride the Bajaj Super but the fun and the thrill of a ride
was always the bike!
I may not be a biker, I don’t
even drive….. never had the guts to! But I simply love the bikes. When I was
getting married wanted to ensure that the guy was a biker. I was lucky to find
my man, who is a fine gentleman and a fabulous biker. We have had amazing
biking experiences together. He wants to teach me to ride a bike but… I simply
can’t handle the traffic. I hold a driving license for both two and four wheelers;
the irony is it only serves as an identity proof for me. By the way I did earn
my license!
I know a whole lot of bikers and
some of them just spend their Sundays on servicing their power machines. May be
just dismantle the whole mean thing and put it right back again paying
attention to every piece of art to perfection. Some own almost a dozen of them,
and giving each one the due attention. Looking at them I understand the
psychology of polygamy! To them preparing for and going on a long ride is a
ceremony and the bonding just amazing.
The dream present for my hubby is
the mighty Harley Davidson, I want to gift him that…. I dream of the rides just
like the ones that I remember vividly about in the movie. The thrill will be even
more when my sons have me as the pillion rider!
Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul……
