It was Saturday afternoon, raining at Shimla. I got my bike’s tank full, ate lunch at home, put on my raincoat,said bye to my wife and started around 3:30 PM. My destination was Hherbertpur.I had hoped rain to stop en-route.But it didn’t, neither did I switch off my bike’s engine for the next 7 hrs ! I reached Herbertpur at around 11:00 PM,took a room and slept like a log of wood.
During return journey I observed that some bikes with pillion riders and even heavily loaded trucks overtook my bike .Unlike past,I did’nt feel the urge to match their speed and overtake. I thought that if I have accepted my stammering, why not accept the fact that I would ride at the speed I am comfortable at and let others drive at the speed they are comfortable at.There should be no comparison between us.
I found really muddy and slippery patch of road for around 15 kms.In order to avoid skidding, I kept the bike mostly in first gear and rode very slowly.Here again I rode the bike at the speed I was comfortable at, without any comparison to others speed. I was in no hurry. I stopped occasionally to enjoy the natural beauty.
A corollary would be that I would speak at the speed I am most comfortable at, and not try to compare with others speed.Needless to say that this trip has been one of the most memorable and pleasant experiences of my life.