tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28645193.post4179947360291247467..comments2024-01-02T13:43:52.659+05:30Comments on manki’s weblog: Kovilpatti boyMankihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01719555448858778552noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28645193.post-33251687831315613772012-07-25T11:37:02.822+05:302012-07-25T11:37:02.822+05:30Dear Kovilpatti boy. I can resonate. When I smell ...Dear Kovilpatti boy. I can resonate. When I smell the air at the airport in Bangalore, I just know I've arrived. My heart beats at a different pace, and suddenly there is a 220V brightness in my eyes. I have my bike from 1997, its a girl's bike, a quaint all black kinetic honda. Within 24 hrs of my landing, I make sure shez working alright. I wouldn't sell the bike even if it gives me just 10Kmpl. Nobody would take that bike for free either. I keep saying its memory laden, but then yeah the real reason is they have stopped making 110cc kinetic "hondas" anymore. There is something magical about India ..... SighVidya Vaidyanathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10534929525113787669noreply@blogger.com