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| Rajat, Ajay, jasmeet, Sarabjeet |
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| Bikers taking a break |
As I sit on nh33, at
Giridhari dhaba, after having dug into Poori (flour tortious) and Daal (lentil
and a jalebi (sweetmeat) my hunger quenched and a large glass of Tea in hand,
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| Amazing food |
I
look over to my biker brothers from this ride, 12 – 14 of us, we have knows each
other for 2 - 4 years,
I remember meeting up at bikers house at 1145one night, as one of the riders mom needed oxygen and he had asked for help, there were a good 12- 18 riders at his house with 3 cylinders of Oxygen making sure there was no calamity, cause they cared about there friend, Nothing to gain, but everything to give.
I remember meeting up at bikers house at 1145one night, as one of the riders mom needed oxygen and he had asked for help, there were a good 12- 18 riders at his house with 3 cylinders of Oxygen making sure there was no calamity, cause they cared about there friend, Nothing to gain, but everything to give.
Since then I have bought electrical appliances from fridge/ AC, Bike
all with help of these guys, My mother lives alone in Jamshedpur and because of
my friends in this town ( who I refer to as my Human capital ) I can roam the
world knowing all is well back home always
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| One final shot as we prepare to depart for Home |
Thank you guys for being you. and Thank you Jamshedpur for bringing us together,
Yes Rajat, caring friends are a wealth you cannot easily gain, nor lose....but they are the finest wealth....
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Yes Thats my biggest asset I feel.
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