Author: Raj H

While I was working at the pharmacy yesterday, a customer approached the counter. He nodded toward the front window and asked, “Is that your motorcycle parked outside?”

“Yes, it is,” I replied.

He chuckled. “Have you checked your date of birth lately?”

I smiled back. “Yeah, my wife actually asked me the same thing just the other day.”

He laughed and launched into a story about a friend of his who used to own a Norton Commando back in the day. Apparently, his friend low-sided it at 120 mph. I quietly listen and let him finish his story.

When he finished, I agreed that motorcycling definitely isn’t the safest activity. “But,” I added, “I’ve tried plenty of other hobbies, and nothing out there gives me an experience even remotely close to what motorcycling does.”

Have you ever had somebody call you out on your passion—and remind you of your age at the same time? Tell me your best ‘random encounter’ story in the comments.

By Raj H.

Weekdays, waking up is a battle. But on a Sunday, I’m up early, no alarm needed. Just knowing a motorcycle is waiting in the garage is enough.
Wishing you all a happy Sunday.

Raj H.

Those of us who love motorcycling didn’t put much thought into taking it up as an activity. We decided to ride because we no longer wanted to depend on our social environment for happiness. We sought neither anyone’s approval, nor did we fear rejection. In riding, we found our purpose; in riding, we found enjoyment and peace.