A Dream Ride !!

It was  December of 1996 that owned a  devilish evening with monstrous thunder and the down-pour stripping off the mud from the road, making it look glossy under the mercury vapour lamp.

The place was deaden silent except for the gushing of water beads on the streets... !! 

The kid and his mom were sittin on the verandah of the wide house and were staring at the road,

moms eyes were filled up with some kind of expectation. The kid was on his way enjoying the pampering of the heavenly rain dropplets that scatters from  the nearby wall.

The clock speeds up itz pace and it was 9:50 pm. Neither the gush of water flow nor the silence prevailing had a change. "Dhudhub" that was a heavy thunder crackling down the line, the kid got afraid and hugged his mom from behind. Mom embraced him and gave him the warmth and courage to get back.

There came the thump "did did did did did did did" , Yes It was the god built machine's sound.

The kid pumping out of his seating, yelling "Dad's back" and yes that brought a deep smile in moms face. The kid is alwayz fascinated by the thump he hears.

Down the road, It looked like a dawn in the late night , illuminating the darkness of the darkest clouds. The thump giving a vibrant effect in the kid. There came his dad, He looked like an all time hero for the kid . His dad parked his Bullet (yes, the God made machine ) and givin a wide smile at the kid and the mom. The kid wanted a hug and the dad gave one. 

"Dad aren't you afraid of these darkness and these gruesome thunders ? " the kid asked.

Dad kissed the kid's forehead and said "No baby, You  ride a Bullet and You are the king of this world, nothing could bring a fear in you" and went in taking his kid in his shoulders and mom in arms.

That might be just a phrase from dad, but those words were inscribed in the kid's heart.

He came in, sat with his dad who is havin his dinner. He clutched his dad's arms with all anxiety and asked him "Dad, Can I own a bullet ? ". Dad laughed and said, "Baby you are just nine now, Yes, you can own but you should buy one and should buy with your love not with your dad's wallet, because itz a mix of passion and pride !! ", and that gave birth to a fiery dream to own a bullet.

A year rolled off, and unfortunately, the kid's dad passed away all of a sudden. It was all sob's around for years. The kid grew up, yes with all memories of dad and with all the dreams of his dad's Bullet. He craved for those moments but said within himself, " Everything is gonna be alright ." those school days were over, It was time to college,  his foot drove him to college, all his mates flaunting with Sports class bike did not make him feel envious !! He jus remembered his dad saying "Not from dad's wallet" and he smiled at them everytime.  

All he did those dayz was closing his eyes, seeing himself riding the king of the road, with an aviator eye gear and a semi-closed US military helmet and a pair of bull's leather glove with all  the thump making people turn at him !! again he opened his eyes and said "yes its gonna come true" 

It is March 2009, Now he is not a kid, not a teen, he is a Man now, got his hard earned job in his hands!! He got into the job and got his earnings too !! The man now deserves the Macho , and he knows it too !!

He is all set to bring his dream come true, He booked his Bullet with his first earnings.

He closed his eyes and said "Dad, It is My First Love, My Pride, My Pulse , My Passion , My Dream and what not , and dad, I made it from my wallet...." he was able so see his dad smiling with all the bliss.

and thats up now...

He rode his Bullet home, It is back home after 13 long years. His mom was all brimming to see her kid driving back the bull. It was not the end, It is just the begining.

The royal ride will continue, roads might end, not thy dreamz !!