There comes a time when every guy reminisces about the good things in life he has experienced. Well, amongst other things, I always reminisce about my Thumper which I used to own. There was something special about that machine which used to egg me on to ride her come rain or shine.The sweet thump which she used to emanate when I used to kick her to life was just like Nirvana. Though from time to time it used to give me some minor issues like oil leaks or average issues, the ultimate feeling was at the traffic signal, when other guys on their toy bikes look in awe at a Bullet which is thumping away silently when the light is red & when it thumps away to glory as soon as the lights turn green.
She was of the 1995 class, Standard 350 Bullet which had stepped out of the Chennai plant of Royal Enfield. I owned the beauty for almost 4 years before I had to let go of her as was not getting much time to ride her around the city or on long trips. But now after almost 1 1/2 years, feel that its time to go for another Bull, but this time one with a shock abs & DC electricals.
So my searh starts again for the ultimate symbol of masculinity on the Indian roads and Im referring to the bike with the gearshift on the right hand side....
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