I don’t generally write without thinking. Nor do I generally write while thinking. But today, I will. Write while thinking, i.e. for the record.
I am ecstatic. I have booked a Royal Enfield Bullet. It is due in a promised 6-8 months, but I know it is going to get delayed. Honestly, I can wait. I have waited for atleast 4 years for this bike, and if you consider waiting for a ‘dream’ bike, it’s been more than a decade since I knew that Yezdis were available in the used bike market as second hand or third hand bikes for pretty low prices. It is only now that the minimum cost for a fairly well restored Yezdi has started creeping pretty high. For several ‘reasons’, I am not buying the Yezdi, a decision I regret today and will, even in the future. Just the way the bike is pumped before starting it, the rhythmic engine beats as they settle down after over-shooting the idle rpm, the twin silencers, the tank, the elongated headlamp, the simple handlebars, the mechanism of putting the bike in first gear by using the Achilles tendon and the way the bike accelerates. It is a living legend refusing to die out even though it has been out of production since 16 years. It is a moving piece of metal which gives me a lump in the throat. Always.
Regret apart, I am ecstatic. I just can’t wait for the bullet to be ready, me to be running it in and getting used to it, listening and learning its sounds, learning how to release the clutch, and learning at what pressure application the brakes really bite, how the bike changes direction, how it feels in long rides, measuring how it leans in corners and how it stops. I am eager to know how heavy it feels since it is the heftiest bike I will have driven till now. I am curious about how well it navigates in city traffic when I absolutely have to take it out in that mob. Will it cause back pain or pain around the shoulder blades or in the bum or none? What kind of leg guard should I put? How interesting is learning the maintenance of the bike going to be? What should I draw on the massive tank? A map of India, maybe? Or the side view of my own Bullet? It’s surprising how ‘life-less’ pieces of metal joined together can infuse so much energy into us.
There are plans of making road trips, exploring this unbelievably diverse country in bits and pieces, forming a bigger collage my perception of things changes with time parallely.
Thanks to some moments of clarity and in no small amount to a few very important people in my life, I do want to make a difference in my lifestyle though. I want to minimize consumption of ‘things’. I know it sounds contradictory when I am buying a big, cruiser bike and talking of roaming around to places which are accessible by public transport as well, but I am prepared to take out ‘want’ out of pretty much everything else to try and compensate for this love of the bike.
So, I am going to minimize all kinds of consumption which pollute, especially which don’t bio-degrade easily, and I am making a list of items which need to go out.
In no particular order, some of these are Packaged biscuits – outer package plus inner tray-like package to ensure biscuits don’t break. This will be replaced by cookies which are sold loosely. Wafers and chips – big plastic packets for 20 grams of chips. Ridiculous. Soft drinks in PET bottles are out. I am switching to fruit juices and lemonade. Packaged chocolates are out. I will switch to Ooty chocolates and Coorg chocolates, when necessary, which are available easily in South India. Tea and Coffee in plastic and paper cups are cancelled with immediate effect. I will visit restaurants where they serve it in glass / ceramic cups if I have to. I don’t smoke, so nothing to be done there. Of course, public transport for commuting to the office continues. I will fit my bicycle with gears so that I can reduce that as well. Growing a few vegetables in the balcony at home will continue. I am going to stop buying from malls where they wrap individual vegetables in plastic sheets. Fools. Basic segregation of waste will be started. For watering the plants, I want to learn how to manage grey water. I also want to buy one solar panel and try to use it somewhere. I will also continue avoiding flights to and fro as much as possible. I want to join some organization which helps people reduce this plastic menace, pollution, and the slow rape of the earth. I am going to continue googling, a little more extensively on how to save energy in day to day activities like heating/cooling food, among others. This list will only grow.
Ever since I have booked the bike, I have been constantly seeing more and more avenues where I feel I am being wasteful and am consuming things mindlessly. I want to stop all of them as early as possible.
I’m finding this whole experience energizing and I get the feeling that it is going to be easy to do so especially since I want to be able to ride once in a while, just for the sake of riding, without thinking of right or wrong. It is a little paradoxical, wanting to consume less and then buying a bike, it is confusing as well.
I may be wrong in thinking the way I am, and I need to sit and think whether I am or not, but at the moment this sounds like a good start to improve.
It is remarkable how a bike, this weakness of mine, can strengthen me.
I am ecstatic. I have booked a Royal Enfield Bullet. It is due in a promised 6-8 months, but I know it is going to get delayed. Honestly, I can wait. I have waited for atleast 4 years for this bike, and if you consider waiting for a ‘dream’ bike, it’s been more than a decade since I knew that Yezdis were available in the used bike market as second hand or third hand bikes for pretty low prices. It is only now that the minimum cost for a fairly well restored Yezdi has started creeping pretty high. For several ‘reasons’, I am not buying the Yezdi, a decision I regret today and will, even in the future. Just the way the bike is pumped before starting it, the rhythmic engine beats as they settle down after over-shooting the idle rpm, the twin silencers, the tank, the elongated headlamp, the simple handlebars, the mechanism of putting the bike in first gear by using the Achilles tendon and the way the bike accelerates. It is a living legend refusing to die out even though it has been out of production since 16 years. It is a moving piece of metal which gives me a lump in the throat. Always.
Regret apart, I am ecstatic. I just can’t wait for the bullet to be ready, me to be running it in and getting used to it, listening and learning its sounds, learning how to release the clutch, and learning at what pressure application the brakes really bite, how the bike changes direction, how it feels in long rides, measuring how it leans in corners and how it stops. I am eager to know how heavy it feels since it is the heftiest bike I will have driven till now. I am curious about how well it navigates in city traffic when I absolutely have to take it out in that mob. Will it cause back pain or pain around the shoulder blades or in the bum or none? What kind of leg guard should I put? How interesting is learning the maintenance of the bike going to be? What should I draw on the massive tank? A map of India, maybe? Or the side view of my own Bullet? It’s surprising how ‘life-less’ pieces of metal joined together can infuse so much energy into us.
There are plans of making road trips, exploring this unbelievably diverse country in bits and pieces, forming a bigger collage my perception of things changes with time parallely.
Thanks to some moments of clarity and in no small amount to a few very important people in my life, I do want to make a difference in my lifestyle though. I want to minimize consumption of ‘things’. I know it sounds contradictory when I am buying a big, cruiser bike and talking of roaming around to places which are accessible by public transport as well, but I am prepared to take out ‘want’ out of pretty much everything else to try and compensate for this love of the bike.
So, I am going to minimize all kinds of consumption which pollute, especially which don’t bio-degrade easily, and I am making a list of items which need to go out.
In no particular order, some of these are Packaged biscuits – outer package plus inner tray-like package to ensure biscuits don’t break. This will be replaced by cookies which are sold loosely. Wafers and chips – big plastic packets for 20 grams of chips. Ridiculous. Soft drinks in PET bottles are out. I am switching to fruit juices and lemonade. Packaged chocolates are out. I will switch to Ooty chocolates and Coorg chocolates, when necessary, which are available easily in South India. Tea and Coffee in plastic and paper cups are cancelled with immediate effect. I will visit restaurants where they serve it in glass / ceramic cups if I have to. I don’t smoke, so nothing to be done there. Of course, public transport for commuting to the office continues. I will fit my bicycle with gears so that I can reduce that as well. Growing a few vegetables in the balcony at home will continue. I am going to stop buying from malls where they wrap individual vegetables in plastic sheets. Fools. Basic segregation of waste will be started. For watering the plants, I want to learn how to manage grey water. I also want to buy one solar panel and try to use it somewhere. I will also continue avoiding flights to and fro as much as possible. I want to join some organization which helps people reduce this plastic menace, pollution, and the slow rape of the earth. I am going to continue googling, a little more extensively on how to save energy in day to day activities like heating/cooling food, among others. This list will only grow.
Ever since I have booked the bike, I have been constantly seeing more and more avenues where I feel I am being wasteful and am consuming things mindlessly. I want to stop all of them as early as possible.
I’m finding this whole experience energizing and I get the feeling that it is going to be easy to do so especially since I want to be able to ride once in a while, just for the sake of riding, without thinking of right or wrong. It is a little paradoxical, wanting to consume less and then buying a bike, it is confusing as well.
I may be wrong in thinking the way I am, and I need to sit and think whether I am or not, but at the moment this sounds like a good start to improve.
It is remarkable how a bike, this weakness of mine, can strengthen me.
