THE KEEDA IN ME .....

Ok this was pending since a very long time - a post on my superbike - KAYOKO (Suzuki GSX R 600). but I hoped thi wudnt be the reason for the post.

We (Kayoko n I) met with an accident 2 hours ago.  ok ok wait I shall explain it properly with every fucking detail.

Today my boss was leaving for vacation (happy me). As soon as he left office at 5:00 I was excited and went for a smoke. I was so excited that I didnt even complete my smoke went back to my table packed my bag and left for the health club. After health club it was around 9:00 p.m.( I didnt work out for this period was jus sittin and reading newspapers, car n bike magazines  and watching other guys play squash a tennis waiting for them to finish ... but it never happened so I jus ran for 20 mins, sauna n shower n left). 

THE KEEDA BEGINS

So on ma way back home on one of the signal one eliminator guy overtook me (guess he didnt realize) but as u know I was excited so ..... the keeda started off..... although he was going at his full speed around 120 km/hr, I took rounds around him ( overtaking him from left then slowing down and letting him pass from my left then overtaking him humiliating him completly) after that he took a right turn and parted ways with me. 

THE KEEDA CONTINUES

by the way this was only the 2nd or 3rd time that I was driving my bike in the racing mode. I usually use the intermediate mode. Now blood was pumping and I cudnt stop my self I tried picking up race with every car guy arnd but none could survive. 

THE KEEDA HAS THE BETTER OF ME

I was riding at around 150Kmph where the limit is 60kmph. I was approching the mamzar signal I was in the fast lane and the signal was red and I saw there were less vehicles on the slowest lane. So I started changing lane I reache to the right to find a white camry (2002-2004 model I belive) going slow in that lane. I was around 90 - 100 kmph at that time. oh I see there is one more lane on the right (kindly note UAE is LHD so slower lanes are to the right unlike India). "Fuck this camry guy" my blotted ego screamed from somewhere. So I accelerated to arond 120 kmph and got to the right of him. "Wow its so cool man thi bike jumps dude, this is damn rocking .............. wot a feeling ...................... wait wots that my lane is ending ................oh lord ........... brakes ...............(now everything was in slow motion) ............ shit go left..... no ways the camry guy is there ........ right there is no fucking way .......... damn the kerb stone (stones layed to elevate the footpath from the road) is approching ......... wot happened to the brakes it aint working ....... shit yaar ..... I am skidding ...... my back tyre was skidding as if it wanted to overtake my front tyre ..............oh shit leave everything ....... took the pressure off the brakes .......... oh its not skidding anymore ........... but shit man ........ this kerb stone is still in my way .................pray time ............... HHEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPP................NNNNNNNNAAAAAAAHHHHHHIIII

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dhada di dhudum ........ my front tyre hit the kerb  it bounces up and so do I ..... then the back tyre hits the kerb ........... now as it bounces it throws me away to my right (luckily) ...... I land my right palm and then shoulder on the pavered footpath .............. oh shit the screeching sound of my bike doesnt sound good at all ............. please...... god my bike shud be fine please ........... oh its over I can get up now .......... off I go jus stood up at the same time knocking sound of my bike .........and then the engine stops  ............................... as it was still in 6th gear ...................oh fuck lord ........ am so sorry KAYOKO SAN ........... damn sorry gurl .......... didnt mean this to you ......... wots the sound ......... oh arabic guy ........... some arabic chap trying to talk to me in arabic ........... I take off my helmet ......... and then he realizes ...... Indian ............ ok ......... he starts off in his english ....... arre you ok ... shudd I call the abulance ......... I am like no am fine ............. the camry guy stops thoda aage jaake .......... he walks upto me .......... he too looks like an arabic guy but starts talking to me in Hindi/urdu .......... Soo gaya tha kya ...... dikhai nahi diya ................ I didnt feel like answering him completly Ignored him ............

WIND UP TIME ......... COMING BACK TO BEING ME

The other guy made sure I didnt need any medical attention........ then he checked my bike ... and he was moving towards his car parked in the fast lane ....... guess he stopped his car as soon as he saw the accident and jumped out .......... he had a Chevrolet Lumina SS (new 2008 model -5.7 ltr engine complete black with gr8 rims) he then was oving towards his vehicle to park it properly ..... but then I requested him to please help me pick up my bike ......... the guy was so nice and helpful that he didnt even bother about his car being parked in the middle and started helping me ........... damn this bike is heavy ............ ok thanx man ..............u were really really helpful ... he ewnt to is car parked it properly came back again .......... started cheking my bike ....... I was busy cheking my hand ....the little finger in my right hand was aching ....... the guy came to me and said ......... call the police ....... wot !!!!!!! ........ he said I wud have done it for you ........ I am a police man ......... dat too the one who rides around a bike the whole day ........ a going back home and plus this is not my area ........ so call the police ..... they wont do anything as nuthing is damaged ......... I said ok ....... then he was like wot are u going to do about the bike ........ ok wot happened to my bike (I didnt even look at wot all was damaged) ok there are scrathes ........ I said I wud do nuyhin as nuthing seems to be seriously damaged luckily .......... he said but y friend how will u take it home with flat front tyre ......... oh dat I will manaaaaaaa...... wot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my front tyre is flat .......... shut up man ........... oh shit it is flat .......................oh god wot am I gonna do ............ ok I will call a recovery van to pick up ........ this guy tells me the police nuber here 999 ( I wud have actually dialled 100 if he didnt tell me that) ..............

this guy was like gr8 help .......... hats off man ............. and he left ............ (its only now while writing this am I realizing that I didnt even ask him for his name -- Am such a dumb ass)

neways I wud like to thank him here ...... thanx man for all that you did ........ I promise I too will help neone in such situation.............

he left I called the police ...........and I called vams somewhere in between and told him dat I got screwed ............. The police cudnt locate me as even I didnt know the street name ............. the 1st thing they asked me was if neone was injured? they finally arrived at around 10:30 p.m. even that fellow was very polite .......... after getting out the 1st thing he asked was .......... do you need medical attention??? then he asked me how this happened ......... I made up a fake story .......... saying some guy i white corolla changed lane wen I was rinding in the slowest lane and I had nowhere to go and then this happened ......... he didnt cross question e on the story.........as no other person or property (except for my bike was damaged)  ...... he told me that he will give me a green paper .......... but I realised it was of no use for me .......... as I dont have full insurance (only 3rd party) ..... then he asked me Y did u report to police??? there was no need of this formality ........ then he only said ok wot if the garage refuses to repair without paper ......... he then gave a recovery vans number ............. I called him (that guy picked up only after 4 complete calls) and he told me that he didnt have any recovery rgiht now ......... and he gave me another number ....... the police guy came back with the paper and my license and registration ......... and then he left ........... I was tryin this other recovery guys number ......... beechme ......... a recovery van jus passes me and I wave to him and he stoppped .............He agreed to take my vehicle to the nearest petrol pump ........ but for AED 200 ....... which I didnt care much about ...... in the mean time vamsi arrives from marina ........... we all go to this petrol pump only to ralise that the tyre has to be replaced which can only be done in a special bike shop ........ then we transport the bike to my building parking ..........

THE REAL-I-zation

Now am in my bedroom alone after vamsi has left and vaibhav (the sarkar) has slept/chatting with someone .............and I jus cant stop thinking about this thing ............ I try so hard but the scene keeps palying in my mind in slow motion .......... and realizing how I cud have avoided this ..........

damn I FUCKED UP my vehicle .......... My history of driving has always been disastrous ......... my moms 1st scooty I was in 11th std .......... 1st week I take it out o to market give a lift to my friend in between try to show off and there I go we slip on to the ground on a turn cause the road was sandy and I was carrying too muc of speed into the corner ..........

then 1st car ..........ALTO ....... engineering ....... Its only been a week since we have bought it .... i dont even have a license ...... as I was learning ........... (now this one is a class apart) ...... I tell dad that I have to make an STD call I will return soon and I am taking my scooter - honda dio ........ Instead I pick up my car keys ....... I go down start the engine as quitely as possible .........so that dad doesnt realise that I am taking the car ........ put it in gear and look behind as I have to take reverse to get out of the parking ............ Y isnt the vehicle going back ...... ok some more accelerator ........... oh shit the car is going front .......... dhadam di dhudum .........I band ryt into my building ............shit ... I can see the bonet is fucked ......... get this out ........ I shift the gear to reverse ........ cheked it properly ............. ok the car int coming .... chk the gear ..... yeah its ryt atleast this time give more accelerator ........... bbbbbbbbbbuuuuuuummmmmmmmm....... there I go reverse directly onto the light pole .......DHADAM DI DHUDUM ..... shit I am scrwed ......... mom n dad r gonna kill me ................

My 1st bike cum scooter .............. I had so many accidents on it that I dont remember the 1st one I caused ... but I remeber its 1st accident ........engineering again ..........My cousin(bijin) n I take our brand new savaari to tution class to show off ...... there my friends ask for test drive ......... there is 1 guy though, Anup manjrekar .........he too wanted a test run ..... since he didnt have a license ........ I sat with him ......... everything is fine just before stopping on this kaccha parking .......... god knows y he accelerates and brakes without leaving the accelerator ........ there we go .......... dhadam di dhudum ...........

there are many more incidents where this same KEEDA jus posses me and most of the time it results in dhadam di dhudum ..........

1 more kissa of dhadam di dhudum ........... last 1 ok ........ promise ....... I know it is long and u ppl will be cursing me for this ............. but here is how it goes ...............

dubai autodrome .........go karting .........so many people ........ plus ....... vasu, vamz n I ....... so many angrez and arabic guys ......... man we cant loose here ......... izzat ka sawal hai (matter of pride u know) ........ the grid position is a lucky draw there ........ vasu was in the 1st row ........ vamz was in 3rd and I was somewhere in 6th ......... I was like dude I have to accelerate pass them as soon as possible I have to cover a lot of ground  ......... an arabic guy was there in front of me ........ there the flag goes we are suppose to start from the pits slowly .. this arabic guys was dancing around the track like they do in F1 starting lap ....... left right ....... accelerated brake hard ........ I was like dude stop it .... I am gonna kill u in the 1st corner .........(THE KEEDA SPEAKS) .........oh there it is everyone is accelerating .......... and oh man the arab has some speed ok full acceleration ......... I could feel the Adrenaline rush through my veins ........ there is the arab ..... hehehehe am gonna get u man .....am gonnaaaaaaaaa ......... fuck he is braking ........ fuck other cars have also slowed ........ fuck there is some fuck up in the 1st corner ............brake ....... man this is a cluster fuck ..... brake brakes ........ shit ......... two cars right in front of me immobilized damn ...... n escape as I am carrying too much speed in the corner againg ......... oh there is some room inbetween those two karts.......... I steer right between them .........only to go right into the tyre wall ............DHADAM DI DHUDUM.............. 2  race stewards come running for me ........ damn ... I get out ...... only to realize that the other 2 cars were ..........yes damn ryt u guessed it ..........vasu n vamz......... hehehehe I was happy for a moment .........the stewards called to medication I refused ......... he asked me will u continue with the race.......... I was like ......... If u allow me to, Y not??? and plus please get the car out of the tyre pyre .........and get it started also ........ the guys was like ......... sir are u sure ........... oh yes man nuthing happened to me ......... thes guys start pulling my car out ...... by the time vasu n vamz have already left .........I finish the race .... lapping vasu 2ce (guess he was shit scared after the accident) ..........

There is jus so much accidents in my life that ........ after I bought KAYOKO (been 2 months and 10 days) .... last week I was thanking god that nuthing till now ...............but I still thank god for keeping alive and completly fit ............ thank god ............

I WILL BE BACK - ASTA LA VISTA BABY

 

I know the KEEDA will be back as soon as 2 weeks of clean sheet .......... No matter how much i regret all this I know I will be meeting Dhadam di dhudum soon ........ jus hope I just dont injure neone and nething .............. hope dat I realize What the keeda is leading me to?????????

DHADAM DI DHUDUM ........ hehehe 

Yes ppl I am fine ........ alive n kicking ........... jus a sore little finger and a small scratch on my right knee ............. dats it for now