View Larger Map Dates : 10th June, 2012 to 17th June, 2012 The Dheet-Trekkers : PP , Manish Kutaula , Khandi, Danish, Upreti , Amit Bisht & yours' truly Dheet7 : "So what is the secret behind being an expert biker?" Dheet1 : " It’s simple. Just grip the handle firmly, and make sure the bike stays underneath your ass and not the other way round…" How do I find the words to describe this trip of ours? Well, if you’ve ever seen the video of the headless chicken on Youtube, you’ll know. Without our Sardar , the planner and the shepherd, we were just a bunch of rebels without a clue. But I kid you… The fact is, it was a wondrous trip, immaculately timed (by chance). We not only had our first experience of riding an Enfield in the hills, amidst green valleys and treacherous fog and rain, but we were introduced to a nation that although is considered one of the poorest countries of the world, but where we met some of the mo...
A belief in the supernatural comes with a weakening of the self…. A long time ago, the earth was a lonely place. The population was too little, the land was too barren, or may be too forested, or too icy and there were wild beasts, for taming animals was not known. It was the treacherous place where only the fittest survived. Man was weak; man was vulnerable; man was helpless against nature. Out there, God was the only protector. Then some wise guy invented the wheel and some other discovered fire, and all that jazz. Populations grew, tribes began to form and civilizations began to happen. God this time, was not just a protector; religion became a way of life for the people, a way of disciplining the masses, a means of suppressing the old animal instincts. Gods were on top of unreachable hills, God was the holy Mother in nature, God was the one supreme power the people bowed down to. The civilizations grew and came into conflict with one another. Powers, wealth and egos grew. An...
I was, like most of us, brought up to believe that truck drivers are the most badass people in the world. They are crude, lack manners and mercy, drink and drive dangerously, have no families waiting back at home, would squash your car to pulp if you came in their way, blah blah. I had no reason to believe in the above, but it had been somehow passed from common knowledge into mine. Now one day, back in my college days, I had gone to Haldwani for some work and got late. My college, at Pantnagar, was some 30 KMs away, and the last train had left half an hour ago. There were no buses at night for Bareilly, which could drop me at the University gate, and the late night buses to Delhi took the Tanda bypass at night, which would drop me some 5 KMs from the college. So although instinctively I found hitching a ride from a truck at night dangerous, I had no option but to try for it. I gave my hand to a few but all were going to the local mandi a few KMs ahead. About half a...
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