The Beauty and The Beast

I was in my car filling up fuel and saw behind the fuel dispenser on my left side a portion of something I have gotten myself very familiar to. Could it be? But it was...the interceptor 650.
My first impression.. the excitement of seeing the interceptor in front of me... two weeks before the launch. Never have I felt so much respect for someone riding a two wheeler. The guy worked for Enfiled... I have always been happy and content with my life but for once this internal voice came from my heart, I wish I was him.

Over the last few months I have been literally reading and re-reading, watching and re-watching and showing my family and friends everything on the internet about the interceptor. And i could not believe my luck at 8 am in the morning in the fuel station next to my office. So what was I doing around my office at 9 am? Well, i had gone to a marathon and had planned to go to office afterwards. So it was a big coincidence that I was there at 8 am. But then I don’t believe in coincidences so I believe it was a sign from above.

By the way, I have owned the Enfield Desert Storm 500 and now the Enfield Himalayan, now I dream of owning the interceptor but then I don’t want to sell my Himalayan but also I can’t buy another bike without selling this one so the dilemma of who is your favourite child, in this case a monster machine. No model of Enfield can be your favourite because each bike has its own nature. There could be multiple traits or lack of them which I have not liked but the moment the engine revs, nothing else matters.