Phase 3: Final words and India

There are several thoughts that come to mind. I'll just write them all.


Why I did it? And why solo?
Because I wanted to. The perspective that one gets is completely different. Talking is noise. It distorts your mind from perceiving. As odd as it sounds, I wanted my subconscious to perceive and absorb India. When you drive a motorcycle, all your five senses get juice - including smell and the sense of touch (you can never experience how it feels when a dragon fly slaps you on the face from inside a car). So I guess I was merely exposing my self to India -- as it is at this point of time and across its huge geography. They say one tends to spend time and effort on something that they are curious about, interested about. Let's just say, I am curious about India, its people, its past, present and future, its history, its shitholes, its mountains, its rivers, its green, its land, its smells, its air, breeze, wind. I am simply curious about it. And that's why I did it. I did it solo because I didn't want the experience to be distorted or influenced. Bhaskar would've been different but I somehow was not encouraged to do it with anyone else.

India
What I'd say is the very obvious. India is big. It has too many people, everywhere. The people are fantastic. They are pretty much the same everywhere and are very intricately connected from Ladakh to Tamilnadu -- it's very common, the fabric is the same, the quirks are similar, the tendencies, habits, attitudes are similar. The market is huge and multi-everything. Opportunity is pretty much everywhere. The southern and western states are more progressive than the northern states. You get a feeling that people are waiting for new ideas, new solutions, products -- they will use it provide you show value. Opportunities are in every sector -- the basic (manufacturing, healthcare etc.) to the evolved (art). I feel very connected to every part I've been, very connected. There's no time to wait. For India, clearly the time is now.


Final words
When I see the map of India (I've seen it countless times recently), I feel happy that I've experienced India at this point of time. There's excitement everywhere and it feels great. In the grand circle of time and space, all this doesn't matter but that doesn't matter. I'm in so much gratitude for my Bullet...it's so solid and stable, like an untiring, majestic horse. It calmly took me wherever I wanted to go.

But hasn't the ride just begun? :-)