Motorbikes, truely an incredible thing. A bike ride but there is no one around. The only thing to be heard is the sound of your own breath, the soft growl of your tires. Only thing to be felt in the cold air rushing up your face, chappedness of your own lips.
The scary yet peaceful feeling of running out of breath.

It was an incredible experience, and I felt truly fortunate to be a part of it. Ever since I was a child, I have dreamed of riding a bike, and recently that dream finally came true. The sun was shining brightly as I mounted the bicycle for the first time, my heart racing with excitement and a touch of nervousness. With each push of the pedals, I felt the rush of wind against my face and a sense of freedom like never before. Learning to balance, steer, and ride was a thrilling challenge, and with determination, I gradually began to master it. The joy of cruising down the path, feeling the world blur around me, was a moment I will always cherish.

When I first swung my leg over the bike, a rush of excitement coursed through me. The smooth, sleek frame felt strangely new beneath my hands, yet there was an undeniable familiarity that tugged at my memory, as if I had been here before. The roar of the engine resonated in my chest, filling me with anticipation.

In the time duration I learned how to ride, I rode 3 bike models. A Yamaha SS 125, Yamaha FZ and a Honda Splender. Though I must say that the Yamaha FZ was the best.

As I adjusted the seat and grasped the handlebars, I was captivated by the intricate dance of gears and the clutch—each component working in harmony to create the thrilling experience ahead. The gears clicked reassuringly as I shifted through them, a mechanical symphony that promised both power and control. With each turn of the throttle, a sense of empowerment washed over me.

I took a deep breath, focused on my movements, feeling the pulsating energy of the machine beneath me. A little practice was all I needed to blend confidence with caution, to transform this exhilarating ride from a mere exploration into a cherished adventure. The open road awaited, ready to welcome me into its embrace.