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The Real Mission
The Real Mission
The Real Mission
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The Real Mission

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Karan was a handsome young professional closed-circuit racer and three times National Champion, whose only love and mission was biking. A loner he was, with no friends by his side – in sharp contrast to his social butterfly-like brother, Sandheep. Their sisters, Karuna and Sandhana, lived a life of their own. All four never mingled.

Sandheep was the first to realise this flaw in their family and started to fix their broken relationship. However, they were faced with a sudden challenge, which was as a big blow. Did they overcome it? Did they find their real mission?
LanguageEnglish
PublisherNotion Press
Release dateJan 20, 2015
ISBN9789384878382
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Chapter 1

The intro

Mom, where are my bike keys?

Nineteen-year-old Karan was searching in his cupboard. He was 5 feet, 10 inches tall, easily the tallest person in their family, and well built as well. Like many young men of his age, he strived to maintain his six-pack and biceps. He had jet-black hair, thick eyebrows, dark eyes, and a perfectly shaped nose, mouth and ears. He liked to maintain a thin moustache that was not connected to his chin beard, which was occasionally accompanied by a very small soul patch.

On the whole, it was easy to make him out to be an aspiring male model with pockets full of hard cash to burn, going on world tours and finally settling down with a family in Europe or North America. All set, there’s no objection to Karan having a luxurious life like that, but we happen to have a tiny problem. Karan hated luxuries and pleasures in any form. Yes, hated.

He liked to live a simple, compact life, closed away from the outside world of exaggeration, celebration and glamour. Such a guy is hard to locate, even with powerful tools like Google Search or Baidu or Yandex – because, oddly, unlike others his age, even those younger or older, he didn’t parade his bodily features by posting pictures on Facebook or Instagram!

Don’t come to any conclusions yet about him – that he was the perfect guy who liked everything in order. It was his sister Sandhana who fit that type, because Karan’s room, in which he was scavenging, for his keys will explain to you why that is so.

One couldn’t figure out the colour of the walls of his room. Not that it was a weird, never-seen-before colour. And no, the paint didn’t have the magical capacity to make a person colour-blind. The walls were clothed with posters of Giacomo Agostini, Valentino Rossi, Keith Code and Wayne Rainey. For those whom these names sound like Greek (though literally, the first two are Italian and the last two American), they are four of the world’s all-time best motorcycle racers. While Rossi and Rainey are still in the league, the amazing Agostini, who has long since retired, travels around the world visiting many racing events. The legendary Keith Code, on the other hand, took up the task of coaching young talents in his field of expertise by setting up the California Superbike School or CSS.

Providing company to those posters were newspaper cuttings of various racing events, launch of new gadgets and a huge poster of Karan’s darling – the PS.

This PS did not refer to the PlayStation gaming console from Sony, but to Karan’s dream bike – the 1199 Panigale S superbike from Ducati. It was placed in such a position that it was the first thing he saw upon waking up and the last thing he laid eyes on before going to sleep.

So, he was a 19-year-old, handsome guy, and a die-heard fan of superbikes. A small correction – he was also a trained motorbike racer.

Two of the posters displayed Karan holding a huge trophy – in one, he was kissing his trophy; on the other, he was holding it above his head, an unusually wide grin on his face. They were of his winning moments at the Yamaha One Make Race (YOMR) and TVS One Make Race respectively.

I used the word unusually, because it wasn’t everyday that Karan wore a grin. Nope. His jaw always remained taut and mouth shut most of the time as he hardly ever talked. The only time Karan displayed his teeth was when he admired his darling PS’s poster on the wall or when he was riding his Honda CBR 250R. He named his bike ‘Amico’ – Italian for ‘friend’ and, in his case, quite literally.

The third poster contained a shorter smile, as he was highly disappointed for finishing second. Karan wanted a hat-trick win in all three One Make Races. Oh, the pain of being a runner-up! He wouldn’t have minded if he had finished third or fourth. He was on the lead until the last lap when, all of a sudden, he dropped his pace and his competitor overtook him.

Karan had a craze for gadgets too – there was a time before his interests in biking began, when Karan used to fiddle with electronics or indulge in programming all the time. His room still showed signs of his tech love, thanks to peripherals and gadgets strewn all around. Not that Karan was an untidy person – his brother was the example of untidiness. Karan just found it cool to have them lying around like

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