MAD RIVER AND FURIOUS RIDER.
The tail of calm riding into angry Beas in the womb of HIMALAYAS.
The trail on the lap of Himalayas commenced from my hometown Rishikesh to the valley of God’s Kullu on my beast Enfield. Approximately the distance that had to traveled was 1060km calling it fortunate or unfortunate it was the life threatening experience. Unfortunately as it took life on ride and parallely fortunate it discovered the unknown me.
On entering Mandi and looking at River Beas the premier time crossing the complete belt Mandi, Pandoh and Aut it was the first I saw Black Beas since I saw it several times in my past. She looked disastrous and breath taking.
The cops were diverting the complete traffic to another way and luckyly my beat accompanied me to take the regular track. The local had given me an orientation about the way and how it is treating the riders.
So Himachal invited me with heavy rainfall and roads Inundated with muddy and slim roads. Moreover river water splashed the wall of Hanogi mata Mandir(median of Kullu and Mandi)and landed the roads and partly over me and this left with no scope to take any halt before I reach destination Shamshi. This faded all the souvenir that I ever had till date in my adventurous life so far.
This solitary ride made my family and all my mates go hay way. As it depicted on the every news channel. No bus,no car,no people as the road towards Kullu were blocked by the cops. My beast,me and roaring Beas besides me.
Reaching Shamshi that too single piece was an achievement that my acquittance made me realised and that help me to discover Nouvelle me.
I believe it’s all in my mind.
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