An Amazing follow up to the best ride of my life so far…

Disclaimer :- Do not attempt the below unless you are a trained professional. Rash driving could be quite bad for health, horrible for the kidneys you know.

I’m sure you guys all read my previous post about the best ride of my life so far. I thought that it was really rare for something like that to happen, especially with a frame like that. That however still happens once in a way, but what doesn’t happen so often is what happened to me this morning.

So I was driving back from a friends place where I spent the night after a drunken binge. I dunno if you guys’ve ever driven back home in the morning after a night of heavy drinking, it’s not a good morning, There’s a lot of hung over sleep around. The hunger doesn’t help either. There was however one thing that made an essentially crappy morning good – a nice cute calf with pink nike floaters extended of course by a nice frame wearing a black coat, black helmet and sitting on a grey activa. Does any of this ring a bell??

I gotta say I was really excited. I din know if it was the same bird I was after last time, but it looked like it. The same sort of figure, the same kinda bike, the same aggression in revving while stationary at the signal, the same cute ankle, the same clean smooth calf; it had to be the same one. I gave her a high rev from my bike and got one in return, I couldn’t say if she was adjusting her mirror to get a look at me, I couldn’t even say if she knew I was behind her ready to rumble, but I just knew it had to be. I don ‘t even know if it was destiny or luck or what, but it was. I wasn’t sure if my phone would grace me with the grand conjuration this time, so I decided to search for it on my own and eventually ended up with deliverance.

The signal changed, it was on. If I had any doubts as to whether she was the same bird, it vanished the moment she started driving. I mean she was feisty, even if it wasn’t the same one I wouldn’t mind this one so much. It was amazing, just like last time the two of us racing hard, changing lead every few seconds. This time I was going to follow her all the way to her house. I had no clue what I was going to do after that though but I was determined to at least find out who the hell this was.


We were overtaking everything on the road. I clearly remember this one particular Volvo in front, she was heading to the left and me to the right. It was fun I was looking forward to overtake the Volvo and come out head to head with her in the front. Now I’m not sure if you guys have a clear comparison of the power ratio of a victor and a fricking TVS victor. However my dear bike, not wanting to disappoint me managed to pull the necessary muscle through and got me to the other side. Alas, she wasn’t there. At first I thought her little activa couldn’t keep up with the mighty Volvo and victor, so I slowed down and let the bus overtake me, no activa there either. So I overtook the bus again searching desperately for that activa, but no activa to be seen. It was like she was never there, like a mirage, a hallucination. I mean I din drink that much, but now I was really wondering if I did.

Where did she go?? Was she a figment of my imagination??

I’m like 80% sure that she must’ve taken a left somewhere while I was busy trying to overtake the big bad Volvo, but this sucks. I’ve never really wanted to meet somebody, but I wanna meet her. I dunno if it is the driving or the riding that I’m interested in, but I’m interested. So if the description matches you or anyone you know then please let me know.