Motorcycle Riding; Interest or Compulsion?
Talking about my first ride, I still remember when my elder brother used to deny me riding a motorcycle as I was scared enough to handle it properly. I was in 9th grade, young and quite loath to have a sit in the motorcycle, switch on it, and accelerate the throttle. Later, when I passed one more year and was confident enough my elder brother and my dad taught me the initial steps of bike riding. Those first riding, unprecedented falls, elderly rebukes and finally gaining control of that machine is yet in my memories. Last week, I accompanied by my friends jaunted towards Bhedetar located in Dhankuta District on our own motorbikes. Unfortunately, we did witness a horrible accident on the way. A humongous truck had hit a scooter; both rider and pillion rider were in a serious injury. The casualties were sent to hospitals in an ambulance. In a way, we often see a biker weaving in and out of traffic at full throttle, blasting past cyclists, city safaris, and dodging p...