Life at 100Kmph

The battery was gone. I had to kick start the engine. The engine came to life. Raised the throttle. Engine revving the gun silencer of the bike made an enormous hissing sound. Sound made the kids around me move away from their game of cricket on the road and fix their eyes on the beast with two wheels.

In a very thoughtful movement my left leg pushed the gear lever down and in that moment my body was armed with a power of 225cc engine. Even though the bike was two year old, the bike showed off remarkable robustness. With all the skill mastered by years of riding experience, I released the clutch simultaneously increasing the throttle. The bike galloped for about 2 meters and involuntarily my left foot made an upward move. With a split second precision the clutch engaged, throttle lowered, gear shifted, clutch released, throttle raised. And as if there was no time to waste, as soon as the needle pointed 6x1000 rpm the gear shifted. The bike transformed itself to a lightning bolt hissing all its way. In less than 6 seconds the bike was zooming at 80kmph. Soon as I reached the straight stretch of road right in front of my college the bike was ripping at 100kmph. At this speed all the convulsions, confusions in the mind seemed to vanish. The mind became pellucid as if it never were, as though I was born few seconds before. There is no room for dilemma in the mind.

At this breakneck speed mind thought faster and deeper than it ever did. Every doubt getting thrashed in side the walls of the mind, the dark grey clouds of the distress getting cleared and giving a view of a pellucid conscience. Every thought rejuvenating, mind rejoicing. The hawk eye turned, relaying the optical signals to brain at its most efficient speed, on a lookout for any possible obstruction. The palm suddenly became sweaty. The wind cheated and I was wearing, flapping against the wind. Eyes did not dare even for a nano second blink, gauging the entire of stretch of road ahead in a flash. The face pretended to maintain the reserve and poise. Every nerve, every muscle was on red alert to dodge any obstacle. One could feel the rise in the mercury inside the helmet coz of the increased pumping of the blood. The ear pinnate grew red, scalp sweat. Nose tip grew cold. Every bone clamped to each other maintaining a posture to pierce through the wind. Entire body was warm with hot blood gushing in its veins. Heart thumped faster with every little movement in the speedometer needle rightwards, the heart beats resonated with the silencer sound. In no time, as if you have apparated from the start to the end of the road, you find yourself gazing at the end of the road. Without even a conscious effort the left hands engaged with the clutch while the right hands deployed the disc break, the left leg worked the gear lever, the right leg stamped the rear break pedal. And suddenly you find that its not the end of the road, its just a bend in the road. The body swaying itself to bend the vehicle to the required angle to keep myself from falling, straightening up I see one more stretch of road. And I went again gears shifting throttle raising. The life at its best, the life at 100kmph.