Something More..........

It felt nothing like I’d ever felt before. I could feel it brush past my face with a gentle aggression, reminiscent of a youth long lost. Suddenly, it started making sense as I was cruising down the road on my Dad’s old bullet. I felt like a fool to have not seen it before. A solution so primeval and gratifying, that its sheer simplicity made me laugh at my urban ignorance. FREEDOM, a solution that all of us are aware of, only some of us thinks about. But a few actually choose to skip a beat and experience it. And mind you, the beat here is belted out by a killer drummer playing for this famous band called THE SYSTEM aka the big bad world.

There I was on a long curvy highway on a gloomy overcast day with dark clouds huddling together as though in conspiracy. The addition of each new cloud into the already darkening concoction mob was marked with lightning, which strangely reminded me of “Baptism by fire”. I felt strangely liberated as I rode onto an unknown path not caring about what lay ahead. Hell, why would I care? Quit my Job, Broke up with my girlfriend and I don’t really care about my bank balance. I felt weightless. A new experience that. A feeling so novel and pristine that grew inside me like a forest fire. I felt like Shahrukh khan in Swades. But before you jump to conclusions, No, I haven’t done anything that is as Noble and selfless. This is me living it out for myself. And god knows I deserve it.

So there I was tearing down the road equipped with my shades, Music player and a water proof back pack. I rued preferring shorts over pants for the journey as the weather turned chilly. AC/DC belting out “highway to hell” in my ear phones. The funny thing about them is that all their songs sound the same, with similar riffs and drum sequences. And I know I’ll be crucified by many a metal heads, but I think they’re just mid Yorker. However, give it an empty highway and an awesome bike. It falls in like a well orchestrated symphony.

I was a 23 year old middle class guy. I was young and fit but felt so old inside. I had a good desk job which paid better than most of the others in the market. But there was no joy. The kick was missing. The entire routine of it sickened me. I yearned for something, something more gratifying and exciting. And so i set out in pursuit of something, “Something more”....

This is a recollection of two of the best months of my life. It’s about love, sex, drugs, music, boredom, friendship and above all, Freedom. Simple, pure and uncompromising freedom.

G.S.N. Aditya

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