Scolding boss, reprimanding colleagues,
Nagging parents, distant friends,
All becomes history with a sight of beast on two wheels.
The sound of vroom rushes up adrenaline,
The click of clutch flags off the journey with soul away from the mesh of world,
Cutting into the air I move forward into bliss of unknown,
Landscape changing with every milestone,
The wind in the hair releases the strain,
Sucking up sweat and soothing the nerves.
The lips start humming a song from Sathiya
(O suniyo re…),
The mind starts buzzing ‘Staying alive’ by Bees Gees,
Revving of engine remains the lasting melody.
Floating into sea of air worries dissolve,
The soul emerges afresh from a plunge in holy Ganges,
With helmet overhead and backpack on shoulders,
I feel like a warrior in Battlefield of Kurukshetra,
Ready to take on enemies in war of dharma.
Meshroy 