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Biking is Passion, Fun & Life.

8:21 PM | Labels: Family, Indiblogger., Interview, life, Love, Passion

I'm exceptionally happy to say that, today I have got an opportunity to interview one of the best Bikers of Bangalore. Let me thank the Castrol Power 1 Team for giving me such a wonderful opportunity.

He is one of the most renowned racer. His passion is not only for Bike Racing but also for Car Racing. He loves to ride and can usually be seen more on his vehicle than one can ever see him in home. Let us know more about his passion, shall we? Well, what are we waiting for? Lets go right ahead.

Mr. Varun Satyanarayana

Hello Mr.Varun. Can you please tell us introduce yourself to us?

My name is Varun and I love motorsports. I have taken part in TSD rallies, bike and car stage rallies, auto cross and I have a list of other motorsports I need to strike off from my list.

Wow, That's really nice.

Do you mind if I ask you a few questions so that myself and my friends can get to know about you and your passion?

Not at all. Please go ahead. It would be an honor.

How did your passion for biking begin?

My passion for biking had always been inside me as I used to follow

motocross and motogp from my school days.

It became more after coming in contact with friends who used to race and rally in India

Which according to you is the best bike?

In India, Yamaha has always been my favorite. Yamaha RX and YBX to be precise.

There are other bikes I like as well like Suzuki Fiero ,

my liking for bikes goes on how well you can they perform off road than on road with little mods.

You have been to many races, how many have you won?

I have been in the top 3 in most of my races or rallies,

won quite a few.

Have been national champion in TSD rallies 2007 and

Indian National Rally Champion in 2009 in 1600 cc category

What have you learnt from them?

Rallying has given me a lot of lessons in life.

It brings the best out of you mentally and physically, the situations and conditions make you tough.

It make you a lot responsible and respect the rules on the normal roads.

Do you think Bike Racing is Dangerous or Fun? Why So?

Bike racing is dangerous if you are not trained,

if you have not practiced and if you are not wearing the safety gears.

It’s fun when you have practiced well, using the riding gears and have a well prepared bike.

Rallying Brings the best out of you physically and mentally

If you could have any bike in this world which would you want?

I would like Valentino Rossi’s bike from Team Yamaha.

If you could race with anyone whom would you choose?

I would like to race 4 of my idols Valentino Rossi (MotoGP), Michael Schumacher (F1),

Sebastian Lobe (WRC) and Travis Pastrana (MotoX).

What is Biking to you?

Biking is passion, fun and life.

Your words for New bikers out there?

Have fun, play safe & follow rules.

The best moments you had with your bike?(Professional)

My 1^st bike rally, but the best yet to come.

Have Fun, Play Safe & Follow the Rules.

The best moments you had with your bike?(Personal)

Spending 30K on a 10K bike, had fun riding it.

Who is your favorite biker? Why so?

Favorite biker: Travis Pastrana, he is the best in the world.

Watch the movie ‘199 lives’ (his life story) you will know.

Who is the toughest competition you have faced so far while racing?

Competition is tough from any one on any day.

It’s your best or his best on that day. Sorry cant name one.

You like riding on streets or on the tracks? and Why?

Riding on streets is dangerous and for guys who want to show off. Real men show their talent on track

Which is your favorite track and favorite street to ride?

I love Bangalore and Coimbatore rally track.

Real Men Show Their Talent On Track.

Do you like riding in the morning or at night?

I like riding any time of the day.

Have you ever been on a road trip on your bike?

If yes to where?

And tell us about your experience.

I have done a lot of road trips to places where my rallies used to happen, but not any long trip on bike.

Have been to Mysore and Nandhi hills.

You have had many races, which is your favorite till date?

My favorite on bike was K1000 rally in b'lore and Kolkata rally for car.

Tell us about your childhood and how you came to like Bikes.

I started riding at a very young age, thanks to my grandfather who taught me.

Lastly, what skills does a role model require as per you?

Are you a role model to anyone?

I have been a role model for quite a few people.

You should set standards and behave like a professional for

your followers to like you and learn from you.

Competition is best from anyone on any day.
Its your best or his best that day.

The way he has answered every questions, itself shows his passion and love for riding. He surely seems as an inspiration to me. If I ever do ride, I will make sure to follow his words.

Thanks a lot Varun, for spending your time and for your cop-operation. You have given a whole new definition to Biking and Racing. I really loved the way you said that Biking is Passion, Fun and Life. It was really nice to get to know you. Thank you.

"You are Welcome".

Wow, that was one awesome interview. I really did learn a lot from it. His words were of a true professional. Hats off to you Varun.

This post is written for the contest The Power 1 Biker Code Of India which is powered by Castrol Power 1. I also want to thank IndiBlogger for giving us a platform to showcase our talent and helping us learn and grow by getting such awesome contests.

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My DIL Goes VROOM VROOM!!

10:44 PM | Labels: Brothers, Dream, Future, Indiblogger., life, Love, Passion

My favorite bike!!!
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Bikes! My heart starts fluttering whenever I hear the name or I go near a bike. I just love bikes and dream of riding them one day. Before I start my rambling, I just want to take some time to thank the Castrol Power people for giving all the bikers a wonderful opportunity to share their experience or in my case, a Dream and it coming true in a very different way than I expected.

My love for bikes started at a very early age. As all my brothers are 9-10 years older than me, some of them got their bikes before I even entered Middle school. I still remember the first time I sat on a bike. I was 11. I was waiting for my mom to come pick me up from school and instead my cousin comes over with his new bike. I just stood there and stared at it for few moments. I was dumbstruck. I had never seen such a beauty in my life. At once I climbed behind and shouted, its time to RIDE.

That was the day I fell in love with bikes. I had always heard that bikes was GUYS STUFF and girls don't usually ride it, but my brothers were very keen on making me learn. Maybe because they were the one whom I spent a lot of time with. They have brought me up in such a way that I am not a typical girl, and hate all girly stuff. Well, they did a really good job. The thing was, one after other all my brothers got a bike, and everytime they came over(which was every weekend), I used to make sure I got a ride on their bikes.

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I just loved to go Rounds on the bikes. The thrill it gave me can never be explained, and there is nothing in this world, which can give me a thrill as much as Riding gave me. I remember one incident, when I was coming back from school on my cousin's bike. As soon as we came to our road, he took his hands off the accelerator(the road slopes downwards) and he made sure his hands were not near the bike. He turned around trying to see a startled expression on my face(I don't scream, its girly), but instead he saw a big grin. He thought I would be terrified but I was actually enjoying it.

From that day, my cousin always made sure that I was the only person sitting behind him when he does such stunts. Its not only because I love it, but because he knew that I wouldn't mind taking a little risk for the happiness I would get. This encouraged all my cousins to try stunts with me in the back. I used to have the best time of life then. The best thing about this whole act was, they not only enjoyed doing Stunts they also learned to be safe and cautious while doing it because I was there. In this way, they made sure that their stunts were super safe for Me as well as them.

I will never forget that one day, when my cousin took me on a long drive on his bike. Our whole family had to attend some function which was at the other end of our city, and instead of joining them in the car, I decided to ride with my cousin. As it was a long ride, and we had some empty roads, I lifted my hand, as I stood up and balanced myself. I felt happy, I felt like I was flying. More than everything I felt Free. Its that particular moment that I have treasured till now, and will treasure forever. I have got all the freedom in the world and my parents don't force me for anything, but that one moment, on the bike was much more than anything else.

Today, I had visited Amoeba. I am a big fan of video games and all, so the first thing I saw when I entered was the Car race and the Bike race. As I had always been in love with bikes, I chose it and for the first time in my life, I rode a bike. Well, not a real one, but it still felt awesome. After I finished riding, the people who work there, turned to my brother and said, "Please make sure she doesn't get a bike. She'll probably make the Streets her home". They probably have no idea how happy that comment made me. Even thought the whole riding was Virtual, the bike was real, and I had to move it and bend it and ofcourse give acceleration, what more was it had nitro also. It was first time I ever drove a bike.

When I was returning home today on my bro's bike, I told him, "Hey! I know I gave up on driving seeing the Bangalore traffic but can you please start teaching me again?" He smiled at me. I knew that it meant "YES". After we reached home, and I got off the bike, he told me, "You are crazy you know. I saw your eyes light up when you rode that bike today. I always feel happy when I ride, but your eyes said something different. What do you feel when you ride?"

"ALIVE", I said.

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My Family, My Memories!

6:01 PM | Labels: Best friends, Family, Friendship, futu, life, Love, relatio

Our small family :D ;). 10-12 people missing though :(.
Photo By: Princess Poo.

Ours is a really small family. My Grandparents had 4-5 cousins each and every one of them had 4-5 kids each.. So all in all our parents generation had about some 30 people whereas over generation consists of only 20.. Being in such a big family, we were always used to growing up together. Every holiday we used to rush over to Someone's house and all of us used to have loads of fun.

But then times changed, and soon schools changed to colleges and then to office. Everyone got extremely busy, so it was decided we will meet once a year atleast, This was done by organizing Day Trip to Resorts, Get-Together Party and Kitty Parties. Kitty parties was only for ladies, and hence even us kids didnt go.

Anyways, The last time we all came together was for my cousin's marriage which took place in December 2011.

One of my aunt had recently come from US and she arranged a Get-Together party. Everyone was extremely excited. It was on 23rd April 2012. Even I was excited to see all my cousins. Me, my mom, My mom's Twin, Her daughter, and my Grand mother were going from our house. As soon as we reached, we were welcomed by the TIGHT HUGS from our cousins and Smiles from Aunties whereas Pats on back from Uncles. As we held each other and walked in, the old memories seemed to rush back.

Playing all stupid games, Fighting with each other, Practicing Calligraphy, Dancing like crazy, stealing apples from the next-door neighbor's garden. It felt like it all happened yesterday, yet a long back ago.

Soon we were all busy cuddling next to each other and talking about everything that had happened in the past 5 months. EVERYTHING! Half-An Hour later we were called out saying that the GAMES SESSION HAD BEGUN. We ran out, It was our most favorite part of every party. GAMES!

As everyone was not yet there, our uncle(who was the only guy present) decided to keep a TUG OF WAR between families. We went first, in our team it was me, my mom, her twin and my cousin. In our opposition team it was my aunt, her sister and their daughters. 4 vs 4. "GET SET GO" said our uncle as he let go off the bed sheet(which we were using as the means for Tug of war). We pulled hard and wham all the 4 from the opposition team came rushing and fell on us. As we all fell on the ground giggling and laughing, everyone else who were missing came in.

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We got up and rushed at our cousins and gave them a tight hug. For a few minutes we stood and decided to catch-up. By then the first official game had begun. HOUSIE HOUSIE! Me and My 2nd Cousin Anusha gave the Tickets and collected the money from everyone. Soon everyone of us were having tickets and the numbers were being called. The prizes were as follows, RAJA'S CORNER, RANI's CORNER, COUNTRY CORNERS, JALDI 5, LOVE BIRDS, 1ST LINE, 2ND LINE, 3RD LINE, JAWAANI, BUDAAFA, 3 HOUSEFUL'S. One by one everyone started claiming the prizes, I was eagerly waiting for my chance to come, and VOILA! I got the Jawaani Prize. Every number below 50 on my card was scratched. And then I also won the 3rd Houseful, the prize I shared with my mom.

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I made some nice money, and went out to play our next game. Next game was, LUCKY DICE. In this game, everyone has to sit in a circle and one by one each one of them should roll a Dice. If anyone rolls a SIX then they will be given a pen to write numbers starting from 1. Until someone else puts SIX they can keep writing. Once someone else does, the pen should be snatched from the previous person so that new one can write. In this way, the person who reaches 100 FIRST wins. It was THE BEST GAME I played because the whole time we were laughing. Everytime someone put SIX we used to shout SIXXXXXXX! and snatch the pen. Snatching was my favorite thing to do, it was extremely fun. The funniest thing was, my grandma put six and she started writing. The aunt next to me put six and snatched the dice from my grandma, then I put SIX and snatched it from her, then my cousin put six and snatched it from me. All in All we were never able to write. We were busy laughing and shouting that we couldn't even concentrate on writing. Finally the youngest one in our family won..

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Next game was NUMBER GAME.You sit in a circle and one by one you say numbers from 1 to 100. If you get 25,50,75 or 100 you are out of the game. I was the first person to get out from the game. I lost in the beginning itself, I was the 25th person, but the fun I had is totally not measurable. As one by one lost, I was like "Yay! Partner. Come Join me". It was totally fun as everyone with me started shouting that.

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Next game was GLASS ON HEAD. We had to keep a Glass on our head, balance it as we walk forth and back from a wall. The first 2 persons to balance it and reach the point would win. My glass decided to break-up with me in the beginning itself and hence it jumped from my head and committed suicide... We were all giggling like crazy while doing this. The funniest thing was that our parents were made to do the same. And when they did, we put songs and made them sway, so that their glasses can fall off.. It was a Hilarious Game.

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Last but not the least, we played Kabaddi. We divided our teams Equally and started playing. Our team had a little less strength and we got out easily. Only 2 people were remaining in our side after 4 rounds. My mom decided to do something and ran across to the other court saying Kabaddi Kabaddi and touched 3 players and came back to our court. We shouted "HURRAY!". 3 of our team members could now be back on court while the 3 from their team had to be benched. This continued for a long time and finally only 2 players were remaining that side. I decided to take strike, I went slowly over to their court saying Kabaddi Kabaddi and touched them both, but they grabbed me, I was about to lose my breath. If I stop saying KABADDI our team will lose 2 points. So I managed to whisper Kabaddi Kabaddi and finally dragged them along with me to our court. And WE WON... As our team members jumped, shouted, screamed, Hi-Fived, Cried, and Danced in joy, the other team members were showing their tongues to us...

After all these games, we came in and settled down on floor. Soon, the talking and gossiping began. As we kids were too bored to start our own gossip we decided to sit and listen to our parents do it. Soon Spicy Spicy home made chips and fresh juice and coffee came in front of us. For the way we were tired, and for the way the food looked, the whole thing was cleaned neatly in 5 minutes. It looked as if there was nothing on plates and in glasses. As if it had been just washed and kept.

As we dissolved into another tide of giggles the clock struck 7 indicating that it was time for us to go. The laughs in our faces vanished. It was time to leave. No more fun. Schools and colleges would begin soon and we would slog all day. For another year, we would have to go without all this.

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That's when my Granny(Mom's mom) decided to surprise us. She brought a bowl full of rice and put some rasam in it. Within two minute, everyone ran to her and sat in a circle around her, Including our parents. Soon, my gran made round round balls in rice and started giving it to each of us as she told as a nice story. We all smiled as we ate the yummy food made by our sweetest gran. We used to do this every holidays, Sitting in a circle next to gran and getting fed by her as she told us all a story. The old memories came rushing back once again as we finished the food and got up to leave.

Soon, the house was empty as we all left. The laughter, the shouts, the excitement all died. The house looked as if it had been abandoned for years. We all left silently, Not sad but happy because at least once in a year we get to have these. Someday in future, this might all end. The house might be abandoned forever, there might be no more laughter or shouts or excitement, but only people busy in office all day. But for now, we were having the time of our lives. Even though it was only for some hours, it brought us all together to share our joys and sorrows.

The happiness of Joint Family can only be known by those who have felt it. In this modern days the families are torn apart and parents themselves are not free for their children. I feel pity seeing those kids. Because I never understand how live their lives. I was always surrounded by one or more cousins next to me. I was born and brought up in a very BIG joint family. I savor every moment of those days.