Trip to Bidar

"I was atheist until I realized I was GOD."

I also had dreams. Dreams of flying in the sky, flocking with the same feathered birds, feeling the beauty of the Mother Nature with thousand eyes, and leading life with these sweet memories.

It took almost a year to buy my dream bike. My father’s proper payment of our house loan gained in the defrayal of Rs. 30,000 and straight away he gave it to me to possess my avvy. The rest of the money was on loan. That was it. I had my companion for the exploration of my dreams. And then the miracle called “Avenger Hyderabad Club.”

I never thought that dreams really come true. Right from MTV “Rodies” , I always wanted to hit the road, burn the rubber and live the life, as the life is nothing but a journey, a journey without any destination as such, a journey as exciting as possible. Vishwanathan Anand once rightly said “when we don’t know the destination, it’s going to be an exciting journey”. It was and has been indeed.

I met the Avenger Hyderabad Club almost a year later it was started. I wondered in what world I lived so many days. I was astonished to see something which I earnestly wanted is already up and running. The club already finished two rides and formed their own registers. The club has been meeting every first Sunday at Eat Street and on every last Sunday, a ride. That was in the month of April we planned for my life’s first ride to Bidar.

7^th April, 6 am we were to meet at Paradise Circle, Secunderabad. I was all prepared by 4^th. Mamma, the best in the whole world, prepared her customized collations for all of us, packed it for our journey. They were the sweetest of all the snacks rendered with so much love. Everyone waved their hands passing wishes to me. And, I whroomed to the Paradise to meet the creed. At the culmination, we were ten riders with eight avengers and it was a family reunion.

As we started at Paradise, we took the NH9 towards Kukatpally. Through miyapur, patancheru, we headed towards Bidar. Pawan briefed me about the signals to follow during the ride, one finger up for single line formation, two, three and four for respective file formations. The operation of the lights and their meaning, all for a safe and happy journey, and to keep the group to a single unit.

We headed towards Bidar, in competition with the hot son of april, and with our ever-getting-repaired-roads, leaving the people into amazement and laughing our way into the woods. We stopped here and there and had a chai . Slowly the fun started getting on to the nerve.

It was afternoon we reached Bidar. We took the shelter in the Gurudwara and had a rothi or two after seeking the blessings of wahe-guruji. That was all rang de basanthi being in Gurudwara.

We unpacked ourselves and had a peep into the heritage of the city until it took to evening. Words often fail to speak the effervescence that we felt during the visit of the historical Bidar, its forts, nature and crowd. After a brief visit to the fort and the museum, some of the friends headed back to Hyderabad, to attend their duties.

At the dusk, we had an escapade to under ground Narasimha swami visit, with a half-a-kilometer walk inside the hallow space filled with neck deep water. This sudden experience gave us the impetus to explore more, which was surely an unforgettable one.

Taking the untrodden path has been our motto. And that’s what made our trip the best ever. The next day we took the other way just to explore, just for the sheer enjoyment of it, and for the great fervor. The other road which we took ran through the lap of the greenery and through the loosely nit villages. The icing on the cake was getting onto a small hillock and shrieking in bliss as if we were on the top of the world.

Every moment of it was worth remembering, worth possessing, and worth living. We returned Hyderabad on 8^th afternoon and the memories are still alive. Everytime I think of it, everytime I relish the moments, one of these lyrics come to my mind … these of Metallica ..singing our song..

“Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters”

-Metallica - Nothing Else Matters