THE WANDERING LUST
Ride as if you are riding for your existence
Ride as if you are riding for last time
Those roads which never gonna end
Those places which gonna see your existence
Time which will fade away
Left will be the memories and those riding faces
I used to mumble these lines but that bug in the head as not taking a break for the moment. Passed out, donated the bike, got the job, purchased the beauty with my own hardship, lost it and by gods grace got it back. Destiny was playing its deck of card and I the joker being part of this circus was not only entertaining but also enjoying.Ride as if you are riding for your existence
Ride as if you are riding for last time
Those roads which never gonna end
Those places which gonna see your existence
Time which will fade away
Left will be the memories and those riding faces
Wahan jaane ka kida kab ghusa no one knows. Every time I used to ride, I used to always think of going there, the place where one can sleep under the stars, one who can enjoy beside the shadow of mountains, one who can sail with those chilly waters, one who can sit beside the moon talk with winds.
LEH, the Mecca for all riders and one stop destination which I always quenched to include in my touring diaries. The Lust was increasing as the days passed out. And guess what by June 2013 I was rolling down the length and breadth of India to the higher altitudes of Leh, living one of the desires of my life.
Series of events which happened before and during this trip which has embarked lot of memories which I am gonna cherish and live for long time, atleast till the next mad rush, all thanks to destiny which shows its color every time. :)
