MAX R 100- MY OLD JUNK !

October of 1998,i don't remember the date , but my dad did one thing he wanted to, he bought a new TVS-SUZUKI Max R 100, costing approx 41000 Rs, in
installments Which he rather paid for the next two years. A black color, not so beautiful bike was the matter of talk in our neighborhood. Only few
families had bike at that time.And this respective model from TVS_SUZUKI was a road leader those days, every third bike on road was Max R 100 or Max100.
Specially built for plane road along with the rough muddy stony and worse roads of India. Being an owner of that beauty was a matter joy and happiness
for us. Time passed on , it ran for more then one lakh kms on road and still working, the last reading i noted was 67893 kms, approx 4 years ago. This
piece of iron was my dad's third son, and i salute it, it was with us on crises, on happiness, on events, from home to long distance drives, villages,
in days and nights, every time. Sticked with my dad like his lucky charm, from being a poor, to a middle class gentleman, father of two son and a
successful man. This one tone lode of iron was nothing but a graceful addition to our family, all the stuff were too hearty.

I was 10 at that time and its been 12 years, not even once the engine was opened, shock ups are still tight, good working condition, single handed always...
But it got old, and lost his performance to a great deal.Time was there to change it, give it a retirement, it deserves it, no matter what services it gave
us, but things must stop some day, that's how every thing goes on. So today 05 nov 2010, DIwali Day, we exchanged it with new TVS Star City. I can clearly
understand the attachment of my dad with this vehical and its obvious too, but he had to let it go. Me and dad went to get the newest member to my family,
it costed 2000 more then its predecessor, it looks fine with an eligent look. We booked it, got the exchange offer made, had the billing, and got it, and
even when my dad took a last look at his son, he was overwhelmed, and was not in amy mood to leave it, but our financial condition can not afford to keep
two bye, specially when the old, dearest one is a fuel drinker. I actually kept my nerves very calm ,and reacted a little while leaving that old brother
on that shop. Even i was moved when i saw it for the last time, but time was there to switch the wheels to the next byke, and i drove the new member back
to home.
The most special thing was that it ended for that byke where it started for it, 12 years ago... the same shop, the same part of the year. It was a
complete journey for that piece of iron, how beautiful was it, like wise it happens with us humans, and animals too, every thing has this fate, that is
exact. And the most amezing thing that can happen is to end it from your origin, from where we started.... I kept it unsaid, but i will miss that old junk..
" its not how you started , but its important how you ended, and not cost, its value that makes life reach immortality..."