Leaning over II

With this post some might call me a narcissist but I love motorcycles and I love when i'm on one. This is a series of pics that i especially like. Riding around with my buddy in tow, we weren't really scrapping, but it was great fun finally running amok on the track with him. All those years of carving through traffic on the daily commute had us just waiting for this. Sigh! I miss the good ol'days.

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

Once again pics courtesy the good guys at Overdrive

Leaning over

So as promised earlier, these are the real pics that i'd like to post of the Trackday last month. All pics are of me, i love the mohawk so if you don't, I'd like to know bout it. And then, put a sock in it. Yes, the knee sliders were placed in the wrong spot.

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

A lesson to be learnt from this pic is never try and pass an experienced racer when you're on a slower motorcycle. I now need a new pair of riding pants and have no money to buy them :( Donations to the usual account.

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From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

Pics courtesy the good guys as Overdrive

Beauty lies in the eye behind the viewfinder

OKAY!! If you insist!



But i beg to differ!

Eye of the Storm

This is the Eye of the Storm, not to be mistaken for the Eye in the Sky. When you're flying a small airplane the the latter is also known as TCAS or a Weather Scope, NexRad or the like. The former of course is often the portal to the after life.

Trendsetter?

As i prepare to take a couple of tests next week, studying has picked up and with studying comes the usual dabbling. Ideas of the different kinds of motorcycles I want to build are churning slow and deliberately in the back of my head. And along with the ideas are vivid pictures of naked, stripped down machines that are almost never seen on Indian roads. We're the species who thinks more for the price of less is always a bargain. 'Faantashtic!' even as Russel Peters puts it. But until i learn how to draw a straight line with a ruler, and put my ideas down on a piece of paper, you people are going to have to settle for photographs. This is a motorcycle I've been building for a while. Constant evolution and bucket loads of sweat and bloody fingers will ensure that she's going to be stunning. And hopefully even start a trend. So please rise and give it up for the first Bare Nekkid Lady...Layla!

From layla

From layla

PS: Since this blog was started to discuss my efforts with the camera, may be i need to go up one stop for that kind of light. No?

The Fragrance of Speed

From what it seems, I've tried to keep motorcycles as far away from this blog as possible, and for no good reason actually. So to put that to an end, here's a post on motorcycles. I was at the racetrack recently to ride a few motorcycles that had just rolled off the assembly lines at their respective factories. An enthusiast will know how the aroma of a new motorcycle laying rubber on scorching tarmac sends their olfactory senses into a tizzy. I feel it each time i look at these images. Hope you smell it too!

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

From PB TRACKDAY

Thanks to ScorpNews for the riding pics.

City of Blinding Lights

It's been a couple of months of down time and I'll admit I was just plain lazy. But none the less i found time to shoot a couple. It's odd that you take things in your city for granted, but through the lens they find new life. Here's Mumbai City through my looking glass.







The Victoria Terminus is probably one of the oldest, busiest railways stations in the country. And for those of you who feel the need to remind me that it was renamed i feel the need to raise a suitable number of questions and fingers. Anyway, this building was designed by Frederick William Stevens after he saw a sketch by Sweedish draughtsman Axel Haig. They say the draughtsman's spirit roams freely in and around the building. ;)




I bet nobody knew this little piece of information. The Asiatic Society of Bombay (pic above) which was founded in 1804 houses one of the two surviving manuscripts of the Divine Comedy written by Dante in the early 1300s. The leather bound manuscript was donated by Mountstuart Elphinstone, who was the Governor of Bombay, to the society. In 1930 Mussolini of Italian fame offered the Society one million pounds for the book. Of course the Society declined and we have what is the best kept copy of the Divine Comedy in our city. Yes it's condition is even better than the other one in Milan. Bet you didn't know that!!