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2 August, 2017

WanderingJatin

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A small field of coriander leaves. Rajma grows alongside. A big field of cabbages, but before that – corn fields. Some more Rajma, corn and cabbage fields, one after the other, until the row of apricot trees. Beyond that, the …
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Goosebumps. The bike gets attended to, the riding gears arranged, luggage packed, phones and cameras charged – all of this on the day(s) preceding the ride. And then comes… The Night before the Ride, when goosebumps happen, when excitement reaches …
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Sitting in front of my laptop, I see scores of articles starting with 10 reasons Why or 29 things This or 12 signs That or on similar lines, some list or the other enlightening me and confirming for me the …
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“…and lose your watches”, said Damien Blade to the Wild Hogs. A gem of an advice to the ones who set out to explore. I was also nodding, sitting in front of my laptop. It has been a very useful …
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Dear fellow Bikers and Drivers! Hi. You know me already. I’m the one who shares the road with you everyday to reach my workplace, and to come back. I share the highway with you when I pack my bag and …
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Malaysian Airliner MH17 was shot down, killing 298 people on board. Debates were and still are being held if it was the Ukrainian troops or the Russian backed separatists. The fact remains in bigger caps, 298 people, were killed. Internet …
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~~ A not-so-happening neighborhood~~ All the people come out of their homes as they hear the sound of several motorbikes vrooming in their area. It is a rare event here that so many people show up here in a single …
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SAVING MORE. While traveling to Nanded (for the eve of Holi at Huzur Saheb) from Nizamabad in a passenger train, I met a man who turned out to be a labor working at a hoardings firm which caters to Barbecue …
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…and the road becomes my bride. Stripped of all but pride, so in her I do confide, and she keeps me satisfied. Gives me all I need. These adrenaline pumping lyrics from Wherever I may roam by the legendary Metallica …
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