A Solo Bike Trip: Delhi to Kanyakumari
Why is there a new hymn about the journey and not the destination? What does it take to be a traveler? What does it take to travel six thousand km on a bike? These are the few questions apart from managing funds, putting a month’s leave from office at stake, convincing your parents, and believing in yourself to accomplish a dream. So in between all this fuss, it was my time to travel from Delhi to Kanyakumari, my dream trip. With two days of planning for surviving twenty days on the bike from only here to there. With a beautiful start from the Arawalis of Rajasthan, sunset at Daman, kissing the Dudhsagar Waterfalls, riding from the Deccans, through the streets of Kerala, arriving at the Southernmost tip of India, Kanyakumari; A destination of not dreams but a journey above the dreams. Yes, it looks haphazard because the trip was too unplanned, but filled with adrenaline, with always decreasing fuel level and my pocket, but the enthusiasm was always there. It was all about the roads, my riding capacity, and my excitement to get the answers to so many questions. Now let’s not dig to the answers but the journey of finding these answers!!
Goa, India Let the thrill embark on you, Let the courage be the face of you, Let the thunder be silent for you, Let your sail on top of every view.
Goa, India Beaches are just like human beings, Always have two views of seeings, One from left, one from right, But it is much more from center sight.
Goa, India A chance to live life in a best way, A chance to breathe in a best way, A chance to laugh in a best way, A chance to cherish in a best way, A chance to create memoirs in a best way, Just go on a trip with your best, is a best way.
Goa, India Sometimes fall are the start of new, Sometimes fall have a different view, Sometimes fall is the shade of all zeal, As it act like a jubilant heal.
Goa, India Under the trail of sun, Beside the craze of one, Holding just hand in hand, Under the veil of sand, Just lying all around the shore, I just can’t ask for more.
Beauty is alike helm of singing bird, Much more like before a shard, Creed for dancing water beside, Let there be fun and people aside.