Chapter 1

The season was rainy, and the sun had already set, I just wanted to get out of my comfort zone and go anywhere I could. I somehow managed a little bit of money for the fuel and was ready to hit the road. I took four pills, all different in color, rolled up a paper, and smoked weed. It had already been midnight when I finally started my trip to Darjeeling. The cool breeze and the aggression of my bike were facing each other. And there I was, eyes wide open, hoping that I would never have to stop it again, hoping that my life would always be on the run, always moving forward. All I wanted was to move on, leave something behind, and get on with my life.

I worship Allah,

I worship Shiva, Shivalinga.

I dance to Kabir's song,

All night long, all night long.

I am as huge as a mountain,

I am the water of the flowing river,

Hard, like a rock.

Desolate, like a cemetery.

My heart was full of pain,

Mother puts her hand on my head,

Tears welled up in my eyes,

My heart beats into the rhythm of life.

After a whole night's ride, I reached Siraha the next morning. I had lunch with Mahesh. We had met many times before and never had any real bond, but always nice to each other. We met for the first time in Delhi. We were both teenagers back then, enjoying the rebelliousness of life. He was a biker too, with dreams of opening his own garage. However, his family opposed the idea, insisting he pursue a degree. Reluctantly, I bid him farewell to continue my journey. His lingering sadness weighed on me for a while, but as I revved up my motorbike, it faded into the distance.