Brotherhood isn't great always, but when it is, it's epic!

So, it’s about us. Two real Brothers, though one might say my younger brother looks different and might be adopted. Yea tho Chinese lagta hai! Anyways my Mom is the culprit behind his deformed head, keeping the fact that he still looks a rockstar (Just being modest).

Too much for the intro, let's get it started.

It’s about our Trip, no no no. a Bullet Trip to Daman.

So for the first time together, just the two of us went for this epic bike ride to Daman on Bullets (You might think that why the hell do I keep saying Bullet again n again, yes I'm obsessed).

This picture was courtesy a bicycle rider who halted for a smoke break. We made him utilize his break better.
Just the beginning of our journey it was. All pumped up, Fuel tanks full, and biking gear on, which makes people feel that it's an official trip (I say Gimmick).

Thanks to Modi Sarkar and his effort to build good roads, we were able to have a Bump free ride on Ahmedabad highway. Ab ki baar good Roads Yaar, Ab ki baar no bumpy rides mere yaar, Ab ki baar Gujrat mein bhi Bar n so on...

Our First halt at the Parsi Da Dhabba, I think some 110 Kms away from Mumbai. Serves good food (They say it's Parsi food, I couldn't find any difference), but good food.
2 plates Kheema Pav, Some Kebabs and a Custard, that's it, for the early morning Breakfast. We can totally eat that much given any time of the day.

The Selfie stick had to be put to use, so we did that.

Some weird ass selfies displaying how cool we are (Again Gimmick).
Stomach was full, Selfies taken, Check In on Facebook done, sorted the first check list.

And then....some Adventure!
One of the Bullet gets punctured.
Yes you are guessing it right, we did drag the 200 Kg beast in Summer to the mechanic. N we clicked some more pictures there.

 While you see my brother is relaxing on the Khatiya, there's that kid in tight Green Govinda pants who managed to remove the Bullet Tyre (You know who helped him? That was me, *serious look*). So that did not stop us, while we wasted 45 mins on road.

Riding ahead, we reached our destination Daman! Which in all is a fuckin expensive place. We struggled to find a decent place, but my brother had some royal plans that he went ahead to buy a double bed Ac Hotel Room. I had to remind him that we are not here for Honeymoon (Is bro sex allowed?). He convinced me for that expensive room, and we stayed there.

We met Shabbir, who was a nice helping guy who got us some Chaknaa and self tipped himself with Rs. 10 as he did not return me the remaining money(the care taker).

So we get Drunk!
Sasta Jhol wala cheap beer in Daman for sure.
The high was a Maadi equivalent high (Gav ke Daaru it is. Don't judge me as I have had Maadi before). And some more drunk face Selfies we clicked.

Evening was more chilled out as ours asses were tired because of 200 Kms bike Ride. We had more Alcohol, got drunk, made some Dubsmash Videos and passed out.

After 440 Kms on bike, we cherish the first ever trip together. Long live Brotherhood, more trips to come in future.

That's it!



Disclaimer: Daman is not a must visit place, but the Ride is totally worth it.