It was blazing red, just like he wanted... was some seventeen around when he got it at-last! Hadn't ate for weeks, obstinate for months and ruthless since a year!
All this, just to own his fascinated charm! Got mesmerized he, seeing the thing he craved for! Like all others did, having nothing to mind for.
The rising acceleration, rose the resting adrenaline in him! he felt like a king, exploring his babe, his bike..!
HE wanted it the same, red and white, with a firing frame! Then with nothing to lack, the tank was full and keys rolling down his fingers...
It meant him the most, the most to live his teen life king size! And then he showed up, taking his first step, feeling his babe and magnetized by the charisma it had! And started it up, accelerated for the first... the zeal he felt, for him, must have been drugs!
And Lo!
The "MAN" who's just seventeen, now owned a bike.. and along with his biking buddy, went for a ride!
He rode it to the peaks of his satisfaction! Yet, he wanted more!
Was dark by then,but the sailor didn't want the shore! Just the same, he kept his engine roaring.. and then, HE crossed his "63", offset to "68!"
A few minutes later, was a loud screech..! Nay! HE didn't fall off his bike, neither his friend did.. Something got his way...Someone crossed his path, ranging "65" at scale!
Freaking out of what happened, they went back then. Saw some blood flowing and were scared to hell! What they found, were two cats.. one laying torn at its ribs, and the other dead by then!
Wonder what they did then,just sighed off relief thinking it was no man but a pair of cats that were dead!
May be a guilt that lasted a while, but it didn't matter him. Finally he got home, and what mattered him then was the slight scratched up paint of his bike!
The burgundy red blood made no difference, but the scratched up red paint, gave him the pain!
By a day, he spent a quarter thousands to heal his babe... and thus the time passed on, unnoticed were the cats graves!
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Years passed, He's "26" now! Living life with all the ancestral luxuries he wanted! A man millionaire who took things for granted!
Not now he has the same old bike! He's got a Davidson! A Harley's Davidson! the old one he crazed so much, was now nothing much but a thing to rot!
And than came the day, he took his fiancé for a ride. For the one she always asked for! To feel a life time in a while!
He rode it hard, had the pride of a lion when his girl hugged him tight! Out of fear or may be out of intimacy!
No one may know, what was up his mind!once again the raising adrenaline, gave him a shot! The girl braced him tight.. he shove off to 80 again! The experience he had years back, was just a faded memory by then!
He went Zooom! And that was when happened the booom!
The Davidson triggered off the road, bounced in air when the rainy roads of delhi showed up their fare!
They screeched down, with in a Milli of a second of their life time, their time froze! Everything got still!
A minute or later, he got up from the death bed.. bleeding mad and found his love dead! She had a heart of no beat.. he screamed, he cried, everything he can, but no avail!
He kept looking for help, he could have gone how distant? A meter or two? His legs were smashed, he could see his thigh bone that's horribly unmatched! He was bleeding..bleeding and then he heard an engine approaching! He pulled up himself somehow.. And started screaming to reach that approacher!
But the rain and the guy approaching having a 65 at meter scale, to hear his aid, was of no destiny!
his destiny was something else, the motor biker at last crossed his way, and Wow! the god at last showed him up some mercy. when the biker aged "17" hit him like the history repeated again!
He's dead. So is his lady love!
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The rest is to be understood.