I have been riding motorcycles since 2001. Maybe nothing compared to those who are riding for decades and have hundreds of thousands of miles under their belts. But the first few of these years have changed my outlook towards life, people and the world altogether. Riding has given me a new life, and has opened up a door to inner peace and happiness.
It is so difficult to explain why I ride. It is the most fundamental question every biker has to answer, yet for a non-biker it is always a puzzle. Two wheelers abound in developing countries as economical transports, but that is not the kind of “riding” I am referring to. Riding is not going from point A to point B, but it is about the intoxicating immersion in the world, absorbing the sights, sounds and aromas of the road while achieving the secondary objective of reaching the destination. On a motorcycle, the route is the goal, not the destination. For motorcyclists, it is the greatest therapy, a quiet time reserved only for the soul. And you need no candles or incense sticks for that kind of meditation.
Experiencing a beautiful countryside through a car window is just like watching TV. No wonder cars are called “cages” in motorcycling world. On a cage, you are a passerby. On a motorcycle, you pass through. As the saying goes, “Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul”.
A motorcycle is a simple machine to enrich life and build memories.
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