Weird title? I agree.Nevertheless, intriguing and captivating and isn't that what all writers thrive upon.Afterall don't they say first impression is the last impression.That i don't agree upon.But then again,I m but a microscopic speck in the world of intellectuals.
And before you get bored out of your wits listening to my gibberish words let me explain the title for without it the story would be incomplete and your curiousity insatiable.
Signing off @120 ,as for me ,stands for freedom and salvation.The traditonal route to end all traditions.To the conventional lay man its merely an unconventionally glorified way of suicide.In more dramatic and raw words it means ramming your bike into a truck, head on, at a speed of 120kmph.If the death gods dont have an off day ,that should do the trick.And for good measure you can skip wearing the helmet .We anyways don't wear it.
There is something about speed and there is something about death that no matter how hard we try we can never find out.I mean,scientifically speaking speed is but the distance travelled per unit time while death is simply when your heart decides to play spoilsport.But who can claim that this is just that there is to it.And the combination of the two defintely sets my adrenaline pumping.
The way i see it, if you have to sign off ,why not make the signature memorable ?Walking off into the dark night is something that sounds beter in novels and movies. And "sleeping away peacefully" is ,well,my idea of a mere whimper.And while there are so many ways to unite you and your maker I will stick to my way when my time comes.
Who can forget Vin Diesel's line in Fast and Furious when he says
"I live my life a quarter mile at a time. Nothing else matters: not the mortgage, not the store, not my team and all their bullshit. For those ten seconds or less, I'm free."
At 120 on a bike you are free of everything .All the shackles and clamps come off.You can feel the wind hitting your face with an intensity ,you never imagined ,possible.And no matter how deep shit you are in ,at that moment you will be relieved of everything else for you have realised the concept of utopia.Your mind will shut off any negative vibes or thoughts.With adrenaline in full surge ,in that one moment you will realize that you are alive and this is what it means to be totally alive.And just when you are started to assume that this is how heaven feels like and maybe wonder if this really was heaven,a sickening thought will creep into your mind that this is but a passing moment and soon enough you will be back to your own sick life amidst all that tensions, worries and problems.And that is what they want you to believe is life.
On the other hand, I ,who don't want to lose that moment,I,who don't want to walk after I have learned how to fly,I,who don't want to die after I have learnt how it is to truly live,I,who don't want to live the life they call life after I have realized that death can't conquer me now,I,who don't want to mar my image of eternal heaven by coming back to a mortal earth,choose to go out with a bang.I crash,head on,with a truck,at 120kmph.
Signing off@120
And before you get bored out of your wits listening to my gibberish words let me explain the title for without it the story would be incomplete and your curiousity insatiable.
Signing off @120 ,as for me ,stands for freedom and salvation.The traditonal route to end all traditions.To the conventional lay man its merely an unconventionally glorified way of suicide.In more dramatic and raw words it means ramming your bike into a truck, head on, at a speed of 120kmph.If the death gods dont have an off day ,that should do the trick.And for good measure you can skip wearing the helmet .We anyways don't wear it.
There is something about speed and there is something about death that no matter how hard we try we can never find out.I mean,scientifically speaking speed is but the distance travelled per unit time while death is simply when your heart decides to play spoilsport.But who can claim that this is just that there is to it.And the combination of the two defintely sets my adrenaline pumping.
The way i see it, if you have to sign off ,why not make the signature memorable ?Walking off into the dark night is something that sounds beter in novels and movies. And "sleeping away peacefully" is ,well,my idea of a mere whimper.And while there are so many ways to unite you and your maker I will stick to my way when my time comes.
Who can forget Vin Diesel's line in Fast and Furious when he says
"I live my life a quarter mile at a time. Nothing else matters: not the mortgage, not the store, not my team and all their bullshit. For those ten seconds or less, I'm free."
At 120 on a bike you are free of everything .All the shackles and clamps come off.You can feel the wind hitting your face with an intensity ,you never imagined ,possible.And no matter how deep shit you are in ,at that moment you will be relieved of everything else for you have realised the concept of utopia.Your mind will shut off any negative vibes or thoughts.With adrenaline in full surge ,in that one moment you will realize that you are alive and this is what it means to be totally alive.And just when you are started to assume that this is how heaven feels like and maybe wonder if this really was heaven,a sickening thought will creep into your mind that this is but a passing moment and soon enough you will be back to your own sick life amidst all that tensions, worries and problems.And that is what they want you to believe is life.
On the other hand, I ,who don't want to lose that moment,I,who don't want to walk after I have learned how to fly,I,who don't want to die after I have learnt how it is to truly live,I,who don't want to live the life they call life after I have realized that death can't conquer me now,I,who don't want to mar my image of eternal heaven by coming back to a mortal earth,choose to go out with a bang.I crash,head on,with a truck,at 120kmph.
Signing off@120
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