Showing posts with label Kaagmandu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kaagmandu. Show all posts

Saturday, May 28, 2016

How summer has helped me in gender identification

Just after winter ended, there was a brisk of sunshine on the sky. Clouds were fading and warm lights were scattering. i was enjoying the serenity from my home, and was getting ready to go out. It was warm day, cold morning and night.
Sprayed a healthy dose of old spice and opened up the wardrobe and pulled out a tee and a blazer. Pushed the pant through and put on a shoe voila i was ready.
Oh summer, i love summer. Those days where i can actually differentiate a girl and a boy from dress up, from behind and from front. Gone are the days where i easily mistake a girl for a guy due to heavy clothing, long hair tucked and a full on mask. Even the 3-4 layers of sweater fooled me for man chest. I was like bro, how’s the food here. And when she spoke, i was like a haha, fooled me myself. i had to apologize and run to the next bakery.


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Thursday, May 26, 2016

Royal Enfield Scattered

A quick trivia!

Which is the longest-lived motorcycle design in history?
The Royal Enfield, first made in 1901 (Original British company is now defunct) is continued till today by Royal Enfield India (Under Eicher).
The Royal Enfield Bullet has the longest production run of any motorcycle having remained continuously in production since 1948.

Yep, that's right. The bike that thuds our road every time it make its entrance, has a distinct proud in it. The heritage of one of the longest lived bike in circulation sure has an appeal to it, even after 100 years of introduction.

So, here goes my blog. As always I say, this is a personal opinion, not approved by a mass of people but a single person. ME. This piece of write up focuses on the 350 cc engines platform, not the 500 cc and 535 cc platform.

In a world of sleek and stylish and aerodynamics and various assistants in a bike (phew), how would a bold statement of an Enfield will stand? ( There is not a single assistant system, no fuel injection, no ABS, NOTHING) It just stands there, showing its huge metallic body, leaning on its metal frame and spoke wheel.

You see, there are somethings in this futile world that are timeless, remnants that cant be forgotten and best portrayed as what they are. Its picture perfect. The name Royal Enfield has seen mankind's biggest destruction and yet it portrays the mankind's creation. This bike is a timeless paradox.



The original Royal Enfield logo had cannon, and tag line “Made like a gun, goes like a bullet”. Yep, made like a gun and surely shakes things up like a bullet.


You have to thank India for this awesome bike. If they had not ordered 800 fleets of 350 cc bullet for patrolling, Royal Enfield would have died within United Kingdom and it would not have been mass produced in Chennai, India as of now.

Also, Royal Enfield was the only bike that mass produced (really MASS PRODUCED) diesel engine motorbikes. They had excellent mileage but pollution and vibration and low power was main problem for discontinuing it.

Well, you may or may not know it, Royal Enfield is an international brand, reaching out to the US, Japan, Germany etc.

Cool, you have a RC, or Duke or a R15 or hell CBR250. I have an Enfield. The RC, R15, CBR 150, 250 shook down their head as I kicked off my Enfield and roared off to the sunset. Yeah, it seems like a fantasy but it will turn your hoses quiet. Seriously, the sound is awesomely loud and boom-sound to ears. And its factory made, no tuning, no extra exhaust system or anything. Its like a hollow bamboo pipe moaning with ecstatic sheer and pleasure after burning gasoline at a compression ratio of 8.5:1 passed through a carburetor and ignited by 2 sparks. Awesome mid range torque and equally awesome style while riding makes it a man's ride, not a boy's toy.
Plastic? The enfield doesn't know what a plastic is. It knows metal, searches for metal and searches for a rider, a man who can handle it. Handle the awesomeness, handle the sub 200 kilo body and the curves, the curves that can make any man fall in love with.



 "The curve on the tank, the metal marking saying the historic name in the industry and class leading style can certainly be one in a crowd (Unless there are other Enfield in the crowd)"
 
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Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Exam time and what I do?


So, I have 3 days left for my final exam. The board exam. The exam which determines my life (as many people say it does determine my life) and here I am. Opened up my laptop and starting writing because I don’t feel the fear driving me to read.
 Common symptoms that show you are losing it
1.       You get bored. You get bored by looking at the book. You get bored by even glancing at the table, the chair, the pen and the copies.
2.       You get fancy thoughts looking at the curtain, the lizards, and the bulb. The frigging bulb. I mean when was the last time you ever looked at a bulb for 2 minutes straight? Oh yeah, last exam.
3.       You desperately check your phone for calls, texts or Facebook notification. Thank god, my phone doesn’t have internet connection now. Oh wait, I just hacked my neighbor’s Wi-Fi. Hurrah, I got free Wi-Fi. And the doomsday countdown start again.
4.       You roam around the house. You find new things. I never knew we had this big plot of land. I mean I never went to the corner to find out there were banana shoots growing up. Wah, explorer my ass.
5.       You find an excuse to get out. Even a tiny bit. Today, I walked out using the excuse I need to get that umbrella back from aunt’s house. WTF? I ride in bike. When did I have an umbrella in the first place?
6.       You find your passion at the same moment, like I found blogging at the announcement of my routine. In the middle of announcement, I created a new blog, posted contents in it and voila. Ha! I found passion.
7.       Excuses are piling up and I need to go and save the day.
Adios friends!
Enough internet for today.
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