Khanabadosh - A beautiful Sufi word meaning one who carries his house on his shoulders. One who doesn't get rooted, his feet does not get planted.
Mirza Ghalib said 'Sair Kar Duniya ki Ghalib, Yeh Zindgani Fir Kahan....Zindgani Rahi Bhi Agar ... Yeh Naujawani Fir Kahan...
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Friday, August 13, 2010

Rode to heaven ... Through hell-Day 6

Reaching Leh we meet the 6th member of the group, Goldy, who has taken a flight to Leh due to the social pressure from his family considerate of the dangers involved in a motorcycling trip.
Goldy is an amazing guy with great sense of humour, you just love his company and his wit comes alongwith his caring nature. Just looking at this guy makes you smile, dressed in a green pullover and a denim jeans, he is a slightly plump, red cheeked guy similar to Vinay Pathak (a little more plump) from the movie 'khosla ka ghosla', a shy smile, hairstyle of Amir Khan (a little more hairy) from taarey zameen par and torso like Abhishek Bacchan(a little more in inches).

We plan to get the bikes serviced today for the days ahead. Sadly there is a strike due to hike in petrol prices and we have to push the trip to the mechanic to evening. With time in hand now we take a leisure walk to the shanti stupa, a time capsule with sealed scriptures for the future generations.
Back from stupa we head to the mechanic back on the road towards manali, I became extra carefull while overtakiing busses, I didn't want someones lunch over me as I had seen happening with a fellow rider.
With the bikes fixed, we head back to the hotel room and sleep.
Today was just a laid back day.

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