It all started with me broadcasting on the group skype chat "mereko bahot bore ho rela hai", that I thought of riding off on ECR (East Coast Road). Fortunately, Sam's Honda Unicorn was available. The next thing to make available was 'getting some vella but interesting guy for the ride'. Upon doing some mischief with 'Chhota Supari', the dudes n damaads agreed for it happily.
Finally, Aj-Ankur-Viru-Vikas landed up near the escalator corridor, and Vikas kept asking - "Abe jaana kahan hai? Kya karna hai?". The next challenge was to find Sam's bike in the parking lot. But it turned out to be easy, as all the four of us started looking for a MH-12 registered bike. Once again at the office exit gate, Vikas questioned - "Karna kya hai? Jaana kahan hai?" with amazingly nice question mark on his face. No one was clear, what is the plan; but it was sure, that we wanted to ride for a good 15-20 kms on the coastal road.
So it started, with instructions on how to escape the probable fine, if policemen obstruct us. A hot tea and a round of smoke at a roadside stall, excitement was at the peak. With Vikas's ambitious plans for some firangs on the beach, we took a left turn on a road which was not that bumpy. And in all this excitement, I bumped the bike I was riding straight into the beach sand; and spent a lot of energy to get it out of the sand.
The beach was totally isolated. There was a guy (a kid probably) who was holding some rope/thread and a dark block was following him on the shore. We dont know what he was doing exactly. There was a gal on the scooterette, who accompanied her friend. And her friend was hand in hand with her bf for a long walk. All assumptions. While walking towards the waters, we obviously had some plans as a gang for the gals. The plans went in the air as soon as we reached water.
Good breeze making us feel good, and triggering us to do similar things more often. So the plan is to go for a catamaran ride sometimes in the coming weekends, and to visit Pondicherry on bikes in the next few weeks. Now, since we have all the enthu for outings, it made sense to return back to office. Yeah yeah, this short and random beach ride was planned just after the lunch on a working day.
The gal was still waiting on the scooterrette for her friend and friend's bf :-) Isey kehte hai yaari-dosti. Dost ke liye isolated beach par akele wait karne ki himmat.
The bike ride back to office was non-stop; and the excitement and happiness was at its peak! Nothing can beat the sense of achievement when we do something different.
