Of Smash and Hits

For a biker, A smash and a hit would normally mean a little toughness challenge but being used to be so used and abused by these Indian roads, Its all now in the mind. You can face it all, is how I live on these roads. With the weather playing foul this early on this time of the year, it becomes a pain. It rained all night and the trees and roads are all awry, out of shape and full of strange shapes. I was late for work and rushing to work was the usual deal. Being it even more important for me since I had to rush to the appointment, I was behind this car doing a good 80 and it just moved to its left to avoid this piece of table trunk and its branches leaving me out right in the face of these branches. I sure was about a good 80+ and it landed me on my bum leaving me sore ankles and scratched knuckle with a big rash from the road on my left side thigh. Possibly one of the fastest and weirdest kind of smash.. I have ever had. Though the bike went about 50mtrs away at this speed and me holding on to my position, was just safe in my head. I landed in a well planned manner. It just happened again in my life.

Yours hunted
FreeBirD