En route, there were no other vehicles plying. Once I drove from Jammu to Poonch, where my brother-in-law, an army officer, was posted. I had been driving the scooter in difficult terrains, too, for fun and adventure.
But even with the car, the scooter was handy for short trips to the market or office. It being a necessity, I upgraded scooters with newer models, till cars became affordable. A few years down the line, with a heavy heart, the Bullet was sold and replaced with a scooter. Our first child arrived and priorities changed in terms of safety, carrying extra luggage with the child in lap.
#New life with my daughter juggage registration
I was in love with it and named it (on the registration plate) Beloved.Īfter marriage, my first love being my wife, the Bullet became my second love. When I couldn’t control my longing for a motorcycle, I bought the Royal Enfield Bullet. My desires grew and I wanted to own a Bullet motorcycle, but my parents didn’t approve of it as they thought it was unsafe. After marriage, my first love being my wife, the Bullet became my second love, writes Wg Cdr DPS Bajwa (retd). Maintaining my bicycle was ingrained in me since childhood, and it’s a practice I’m following till date. In fact, when I got commissioned in the air force in the late ’60s, I found most officers senior to me riding bicycles. Those were the days when scooters were expensive and uncommon. Being the only son, I was privileged because as early as in 1964, my father bought me a Lambretta.
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