I have seen, read, and watched many stories of Anthropomorphism (An-thro-po-morph-ism): which is the attribution of human traits, emotions, or intentions to non-human entities. It is considered to be an innate tendency of human psychology. It is often displayed in the telling of stories as if viewed from an inanimate object or animal. I have seen these attributes given to animals and such, but never — myself - experienced a story told from the viewpoint of a motorcycle. This is a story of man and machine, bonded through the open road, where miles aren’t just markers of distance but of growth, trust, and change.

Here, the machine has its own voice — a companion who witnesses the journey, both literal and emotional, as it weaves through landscapes of adventure, loss, and discovery. Together, they navigate life, weathering the passage of time and the transformations that come with it.

This is not just a tale of horsepower and asphalt. It’s about the shared experiences of man and machine, facing the challenges and thrills of life together — where each curve, each break in the horizon, is a metaphor for the bends in our own lives. The motorcycle may be steel and leather, but it carries the stories of the rider - the memories, the trials, and the spirit of freedom - etched into its very frame.