Not a ride log. Some of these were taken from the saddle, some nowhere near
it. Newest first — click any photograph to open it on its own.
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They never lie!Free are those who can fly.
A moment in time.drink or gossip?The causeway to Dholavira, empty in both directions
Full monsoon flow, seen through the mistObserve, plot, and execute.
The freezing winds hitting the face make the body question every decision, but the soul understands the reason.That's all there is to Life.Take form or remove everything in your path.
Everything fits as it should.Those born in a cage think it's a crime to fly.Don't burn your hands trying to save the fire.
Who shines the brightest?highest point is just another waypoint in Life.
You control the steering wheel of your life.To the moon and back.When you can see through the soul.
Bait loaded, Patience loading.Takeoff queue.
Italian stallion on Indian Roads.Cloudy with a chance of thoughts.Freezing hands, not the soul.
What's your poison?Lightbulb momentWe are all in the same storm, in different boats.
All the light that you cannot see.comes in all sizes and shapesSome rides are for your soul.
an ode to an artistzoom into the detailsEvery moment in time is at some point the Future, the Present, and the Past.
When your mind isnt clear.Soulmate for all seasons and roads.Into the blue
Your smile is like sunshine.The world is a better place, and then people wake up.
Did you apply sunscreen?Perspective needs perspective as well.the traces we leave
We have put lines across the sky everywhere.Be someone's Winter Sun.As tough as it gets.
Waves mid-flightMan made machinesWorth every slip of the rear tyre
Somewhere above Coorg, between showersLeaving Belgavi before the rain caught up
