It had always been me and my bike and then one day it suddenly became my wife, our bike and I! I called her Specky… ah! No, not the bike, I mean my wife. The bike had no name but we loved it anyway. Specky gave bike riding a totally new meaning because she sat...
Remember that parking-incident that I quoted in the previous issue? Let me describe it again… “A very interesting thing happened as I was walking towards Gulab Bhavan this morning. There was an office-goer parking his motor-bike on the stand. After the bike was parked, he noticed that it was jutting ahead of the line of...
