The story begins as; Once upon a time, a little kid of grade 7 standing at his school gate starring at grade 9 - 12 boys of his school revving their CDs. Amongst the crowd a Honda 250cc surfaces turning every head towards its glittering shine and the sound which make the girls inside school curious about outside the school. The poor kid could do little than nothing but to think of ways to convince his parents to get him a motorbike too, simultaneously making up to answer the probable question his parents would ask, if they agree to purchase him a bike, "Tumhari tangain kesy zameen tak pohnchain gi"... The battle between wishes and realty goes no for years to come, the kid in a hope, like a warrior in battlefield inspiring for victory, day-dreams about the riding a motorbike and how would it feel unleashing 70cc power with twist of throttle. But those wishes, ifs and buts all fades ways as he grew, taking more interest in Sega, Playstation, his first computer an i286 and everything but studies. :). Deep within him, remained a particle waiting for a spark.
Years went by, he got into professional life, than married and latter blessed with a kid. Through all those years he drove car for his commuting purposes. But with ever growing traffic of Metropolitan Karachi while driving a car, especially in downtown areas, gives one a feeling of being cursed by an old witch. So one day he decides to get a bike in order to escape the frustration of traffic jams, finding suitable parking, and on top of that scratches and bumps you get on your hard earned car with no fault of yours.
When he had hands on his newly acquired 70cc, that particle deep within him ignites and he flashes back and realizes that is the thing he wanted many many years back. He thanks Almighty Allah for blessing him with it and completing his wish. While at home he had to face same resistance from parents and family members [ Father in the morning seeing a bike parked in his house : Ye Bike kes ki hy? No one could answer, as non knew to whom it belonged. Everyone rushing outside to see it as if an outer-space ship has landed in their house. Latter the fact transpired to his parents and the reaction was: TUM PAGAL TOU NAHI HO GAE, AB BIKE CHALAOGY. PATA HY KITNI KHATARNAK HY. TUMHY IJAZAT KIS NY DI BIKE KHAREEDNY KI. KHUD KAMATY HO ESKA YE MATLAB NAHI KUCH B KHAREED LO. FORAN SY WAPIS KARO. The poor kid, now grown up man, begging his parents to let him keep it. Eventually parents agree and he becomes a biker
With every day, increase in use of bike, he thought of upgrading. Not just an upgrading, but with comfort, power and drive-pleasure. So after going through many threads he chose Suzuki GS-150. Thankful to Almighty Allah, Alhamdulilah he last week got a GS-150.
He present you with his "THE BLUE BISON".
PS: Comments and suggesting are more than welcome.