My Colleague's bike |
Whenever I see my colleagues
riding motorbikes in a group going out on holidays I know that I am missing all
the fun and adventure of biking. I used to be an avid biker few decades back
and to be exact 33 years back ….when we guys used to zoom about in the city
racing one another and having fun with the rush of wind on your face while
riding. Those days few makes of the bikes were cannibalized and the end product
would be owner’s pride and while it is ridden through the locality one would
know as to who is driving by. Also another thing of the past was throaty roar
of bikes whose silencers have been removed and the racket it creates while throttling
used to scare other vehicles to veer away from the bike. There were times when
we used to make trips from Chennai to Tirupati just for the heck of driving and
used to have lodes of fun. But after one fateful day way back in 1981 when two
of my friends were crushed to death under the city bus I stopped riding bikes
and till this day still have the fear of riding one.
It is said that once a person
learns to cycle he/she can never forget to balance the two wheelers throughout
lifetime similar to swimming so few years down the line my friends have tried
pushing me to ride a bike and when I tried my whole body went rigid and I rode
the bike similar to a beginner quite unsteadily…a psychological fear that has
never left me!! Recently I was browsing the net and I came across portal sharing
similar experience by persons and the remedy to such fear. They describe that
immediately after such incidents or accidents one must not stop riding for a
long period of time otherwise they would experience the feeling I have now. I
am comfortable driving four wheelers and have been doing that from 1982 but then
have stopped riding two wheelers.
I wish that I had not shirked
away from riding a bike way back in 1981…. I would have had greater fun here in
Oman.