I know many of the readers of this blog would be excellent swimmers, but I am a total novice at it. The last time I went to a swimming pool was about 7 years back and the only place I got wet in was the shower room. Anyway, that was 7 years back, and now that I am in Bangalore I have enough opportunities to make up on those missed chances.
You see, its raining in Bangalore these days. Last year around this time, I was in the ugliest mood possible .. But this time, thanks to my bike .. I can enjoy the rains better .. or so I thought .. !!
Yesterday, for the third day in a row, I got drenched while going home. Its not just the water pouring at you from the heavens above, its also the three and four wheelers taking every opportunity to make sure that you are properly bathed. But since I can not do anything about them, you just let them go with a grin and hope for sun shines the next day to dry up your clothes.
A particular stretch of road near my place has water filled up till the half my knees, and driving on a bike there gives me hands on experience of swimming with my bike. The only thing that I have escaped somehow so far is falling into one of those puddles of mud, and even I don’t know how I have managed that. Given that probability rules still apply in Bangalore, I should have fallen into one of the pot holes or water holes or drains or puddles at least once. There are so many of them, everywhere you can possibly think of taking the bike to .. there will be a threat to your upright posture on the bike.
To add to that, the bike feels so heavy in such conditions. I know that Archimedes’s principle states that a body is supposed to weigh lesser in water than in air, but then I don’t think that Mr. Archimedes ever drove in the puddle I have to drive into everyday .. Driving feels like moving Mt. Fiji to Bangalore ..
As if the rains were not enough, the builders of my apartment have decided to dig up the approach road to the apartment to lay some pipes. I don’t know why these pipes would want to get laid .. I mean, its not as though they have peer pressure or anything .. And not even as though they have any animal instincts .. but whatever .. my apartment builder thinks differently .. and unfortunately that is what matters. Now, Everyday I wrestle with mud roads, on the other side of my apartment, with my bike to make sure that I can get home without getting more than 5 kgs of mud on me. If you manage to increase your speed beyond 20 on that road, you would know what mud tastes like. If you stay between, 15 to 20, you would know how dirt bikers do those amazing stunts, If you go below 15, you better be doing weights and push ups to beat up the loud honker behind you.
No wonder I feel heavier these days .. thanks to all the mud on my shoes.
Just got these from Rakesh .. That is exactly what I was talking about ..
PS_1 -> I have 4 drafts waiting to be posted . I think this is the first time in my history of blogging that I have had so much to say 🙂
PS _2 -> Dravid resigned as Captain .. 😥 .. Is this the beginning of the end ? 😥
PS_3 -> I am working overtime these days in spite of what Jayaram thinks about this 😛 ..
PS_4 -> Heard about work satisfaction ?? .. Is that the phase where you start dreaming about the xml you were working with all day ??
PS_5 -> Rise and Fall of third Reich is finally reaching its end. Long Overdue, but I just can not get myself to read more than 10-12 pages a day, thanks to all the cricket matches on TV.