It all started at my age of 16. Amongst the craze for pulsars and RI5s and FZs the enfield grew on me slowly because of the guy from my neighbourhood. He owned a RE machismo. Everyday when I leave to school he would be cleaning his bike with utter love and passion. He had a emotional bond with his bull [as he calls it]. I became curious. So I started pulling over by his house regularly on my way to school with an excuse of listening to his RE stories to take a peek in his crystal clear silver head mirror. Soon enough the stories became my instant favourite. It had adventure, long night rides, left stranded by puncture,lost in thoughts riding etc. Everytime he finishes a story he would say ["I grew more closer with my bull"]. It got me thinking whats up with this guy and his love for the machine. It was cheesy.So I asked him why he has so much pride just for riding a bike. He said ["Get your own RE and take it for a ride.You will know"].
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