A short essay on riding a bike in sadashiv peth [Part I]

India, with its excesses and ambitions, has a wide variety of powerful and powerless bikes availabe to the average customer. these, i may add, are auto and manual transmission based. while the ones using the former mode of transmission are those who dont have to worry about clutching, shifting, neutral, etc etc and thus speed up, slow down, stop, again speed up, at their own sweet wills, i shall leave them aside from this manual-transmissioned-perspective and in fact treat their presence on the roads with a (partly jealous) trivialization.

Sadashiv Peth is a different bet altogether from the wide, well-made, well-divided roads that our contemporaries are so used-to and happy 80 kmph-ing on.
What with its innumerable turnings, and nondescript lanes all along the roads, crossing 30 becomes tough. crossing 50 is what you do only on LSD and end up at a sadashiv peth 2-bed hospital with awesome docors, but expired tinctures.

While riding, a beginner usually regards 4-feet-wide lanes as useless and not very dangerous. it is when this same lane bournes a speeding Tata Sumo/Hyundai Accent/Tata Indica, that he gets shocked and in the end applied all the levers endowed to him by his two-wheeler and runs the risk of skidding and crashing into an old building, an old shop, or an old man.
These Sumo's/Accents/Indica's, mind you, do not respect that fact that they need to honk or dip before exiting from non-existence onto a main road. they would rather zoom past from one non-descript lane into another.

[To be continued]