Today, on July 19, 2012, its been exactly 8 years since JD666 and I first met Since then there have been a lot of 'firsts' for us, many we shared and some we had on our own. Here is how our first ride together happened : Our college was at the Safdarjung Airport, at a 15 minutes walk away from the main road, and the bus stand. That particular day, I had made a tentative plan to meet up with my sister at her college, which is in Badarpur. She used to stay in a hostel in Faridabad during those days, and I had my parents' permission to stay with her overnight and come back home the next morning. My sister's guidelines to me were straight - if you can move out from your college before 5 in the evening and reach mine by 6, we can spend the evening together. Else, you go back home directly. So I was little anxious to get out of the class that day. I had never stayed away from home and hence the idea of staying in a hostel room was quite lucrative to the 18-year-old me. My mission that evening was to rush to get the bus for the route number 460, the one that goes directly from our college to my sister's college. And to do that before 5 pm. At the time of stepping out from the last class for the day, I called up my sister and she said I might be a little late in reaching her on time, so its better I head back home instead. But I had made up my mind. So I devised a way out. Now, let me point out that I had a massive crush on JD666 since the first day we met and he introduced himself. As far as I know, he had no idea about it . It had already been a couple of months, so I thought it was time I did something about it So I stopped him and a friend who was his usual pillion on his Yamaha RX100 right outside the college canteen when everyone was gathering to move out. Gave both of them an innocent look, and asked his pillion first - "Would it be okay with you if I took that seat for the day?" He looked at me, smiled and waving his hand at the pillion seat of JD666 's RX, said, "Its all yours!" I was secretly on cloud nine.. Then I turned to the man himself. "You know, I really want to meet up with my sister today, and she wont allow me to come over if I dont get a bus in the next 10 minutes. Can you please give me a ride till the bus stand? Please.." And always being extra eager to help all the girls , he politely agreed, with a response - "My pleasure" If only he knew about 'my pleasure' at that very moment. Yippee.. What followed was the most memorable 4 minute bike ride (and a hell lot more till today..). That RX was the bestest bike for me that day, the weather most beautiful that had ever been, those minutes I sat behind him tugging onto his shirt only lightly (that was already enough to have my pulse racing away faster than the bike itself) - they were magical. Everything felt perfect. The only downside to the story - he dint ask me himself to sit behind him first. He was more keen on roaming about with one 'Miss India' from our class and one 'I am Jd's best friend' from the senior batch. (Obviously, I never liked both the women ) That was the story of our first bike ride. Apologies if this is somewhat not-so-exciting, I aint any good at story-telling.. So, people, how about you share any of your firsts??