Nirvana Roadies - Daily Diary 21/02/09 (Harry Singh)

We were excited today as the events started a bit early albeit the last evening & were dictated by the wines..cokes..jokes & stud talk of yesterday

just for record , yesterday night Harry was pulled out of an elliptical orbit & a scheduled docking with the home station by a massive centripetal force aided by 3 calls from the modern tech called "mobile" and the old tech called "affection & friendship" where after a pass by the home station (read throwing the luggage in the house) he gravitated into a massively cheerful get together marking the start of birthday celebrations of the better half of our celebrated techies Rachna Gupta ...Happy birthday once again .......while on release capsule back to the home it was decided to make it a full quorum and report at sharp 7 am (hic ! )

so we met, one nag (in punjabi - item in english) short or better still one stud short...(who sincerely made it up by being the first one on road the very next day)

off we went in the direction of our village -temple -heritage school - nirvana route all geared up with our potent GPS tech master ready to record ....the speed, incline, the ride time and the chat mode

we started peacefully ...chatting , biking , till sohna road turn where we counted our "nags" and had water in the new jazzy bottles , which to me seem to have suddenly sprung up on all bikes.....

then we turned left , on a busy sohna road ....man what a sight !! ,,,read cautious fright ....
the zipping cars F1 type doing all the shoo shan ...me think where are all these drivers ...india has just 1-2 on the F1 while there are only 1-2 non F1 types on these normal roads,
the honking trucks like an elephant telling a small animal to buzz off ....arrogantly making the poor cyclist realise its swagger
the mobikes, vans, even cyclists all who seem to say ...damm the rules

we all were merrily & warily driving on ..following the Pankaj in the front (actually we thought it was Amrendra leading ahead of pankaj but his tail was not visible )...when we crossed the temple route ...so one thought we would take some other turn ....but still we logged on & on...then Hemant decided to do something about it ...he came and asked me where are we going .....I said decidedly we have crossed the temple turn but one thought that we revel in discovering new routes so possibly this is a new trail ......so Russell shot up top speed and caught up with the Pankaj who said Amrendra is in the front and ahead ....clearly we had left Amrendra behind somewhere and the elephant trail of Col. Hathi ( of jungle book fame) had gone on the wrong route

Tum tum Tara tara tara ....and the jungle patrol moved back searching for its leader.....

reaching the temple turn we checked but no one seem to know if Amrendra had crossed ...all the 'gear wali bike' clues were meaningless to the bystanders

We resigned to fate and carried on.....and lo appeared Amrendra ...Jai Ho !! (some slum dog lingo rubbing on me )

Amrendra had got worried as the break turned too long for comfort and turned back looking for us..... relieved we carried on

Again we resumed our chatting; Sanjay explained the nuisances’ of the builder model in front companies and how they make profit out of thin air and bank hold the babies (read bad loans)

Suddenly it was time for tea break on the temple corner...of course there were curious bystanders and our explanations on the gears / oils etc

The Chai was nice and we all were treated to the finer points of Horse raising by Sanjay...their varieties...the Punjabi horse, Haryana, Gujarat, Rajasthan varieties, the ones with horse shoe and the ones required only to be raised on soft surfaces...wow it was extremely learning almost prompting you to jump into horse raising and by the way if you're ready ......Hemants game for a Rajasthani one and damm cheap too ...or decided 'Thoroughbreds' ...they will cost you your car ..take you’re call

Off we go to the Heritage School on our Gear wali gadis to cheer our hero - Harshvardhan playing in his finals. Hemant decided to invade the field with his bike. We the "other" parents (Other - our game plan to appear parents , if asked would adopt some imaginary children in Heritage and confidently appear as parents...prime idea was to grab the free omelete & breakfast ..poor hungry bikers looking for their rewards )

Off we went into the play field and with all the Hip Hip Hurray’s ...we joined the start of our hero's match ...it was fast paced with yellows having 2 players less and greens (Harsh's team) attacking again and again...we were later told that Harsh's team won 2 -0

Oh back to the bikes .....we first parked our bikes on the thoroughfare, had a tiff with guard , finally decided to park with other gadis...later we realised the guard had moved us away to inspect these funny/ great bikes in peace with his friends , who had a nerve to hitch a ride. Raj gave him a piece of his mind and Harry had an equally serious idea - to test drive all the vehicles in the parking lot in the bargain.

After enjoying all the excitement of a school environment and a pep talk from Hemant & Meenakshi on Heritages efforts (along with some top secrets like the football ground slope and choice of side = more goals in H1...etc) we wade back to the road and were on way back homes...

Amrendra offered omelate breakfast ...but most disappeared and three of us ...decided with the birthday in evening & some shopping duties still to be completed ( read Neeta se Pit sakne ki kafi sambhawana thi) so wisely we decided against the grand idea (which was orignally a motivational carrot advertised by Hemant as " Hot Omeltes awaiting at Heritage")

Phew an eventful day ...you bet..can't ask for more!!

Harry