𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕥

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A black and royal Suzuki Hayabusa

Riding that bike was his physical poetry, his ode to living written by those great turning wheels upon the earth, miles sped away beneath its black wheels. He grinned despite himself and gave an unconscious squeeze to the lever on the great y-shaped rudder, coaxing yet more power from the magnificent machine.

His iron-horse was his freedom.

Siddharth wins the race!!!

The man on the commentary cheered.

The moment Siddharth removes his 6D ATS-1R, his eardrums were blasted by thousands of people screaming their lungs out for him. Calling his name like a chant that brought a wide smile across his face.

Ladies and Gentlemen, let's give it up for Siddharth!

Siddharth hops the stairs and to the stage. With his hand on his chest where his heart held gratitude for the people who roaring his name, Siddharth receives his trophy and medal.

Flashes from cameras surrounded him as he lifts his trophy in the air, showing it to his fans as a way dedicating it to them.

Siddharth ruffles his messy and sweaty hair with a boyish grin and mouthed thank you to everyone before he left.

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Siddhu you haven't given your speech yet?

Siddharth's friend and manager, Ram rushes behind him to his caravan.

Siddharth removes his gloves and stretches his fingers,

Just release a statement in my social media

Ram clicks his tounge as Siddharth takes his jacket off, finally getting some air,

Siddhu nee jeichirukae! It's important for you to interact with the press.

( Siddharth, you won! It's important for you to interact with the press. )

Siddharth groaned rolling his eyes.

Dreaming about being a renowned motorcycle racer, Siddharth definitely didn't expect the fame and press nightmare that followed behind.

He lazily walked to his built-in bathroom in the caravan while removing his vest on the way,

Un fans unakaga wait pannitu irukanga!

( Your fans are waiting for you!)

Siddharth turns around to Ram. With a bland smile he says,

En Amma enakaga wait pannitu irukanga

( My mom will be waiting for me)

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Vasundhara walks back and fro, glancing at the door waiting for her son to arrive anytime since the last time he called he only had ten minutes to reach.