The Prologue

It was a bright sunny day. The kind of bright and sunny where everyone is generally happy about existence. The cheeriness was infectious and everyone seemed to have caught it. Not even the friendly neighborhood cat burglar seemed to have been spared as he stood there cheerily, in his customary cat burglar eye patch and striped outfit, in broad daylight trying to snatch the handbag off from an old lady on the street. Well, the handbag did not have much in it except the box in which she kept her dentures, spare battery's for her hearing aid and some coins. Still, she was not very happy that while everyone was having their bright and sunny day she had to stand there and be robbed. Luckily for her the cheeriness levels were infectious that day as mentioned before. The reason for her catching on the cheeriness was the spandex clad superhero who was now hovering above the cat burglar. Probably now you are wondering doesn't this situation mean that the cat burglar is now unhappy and not cheerful. Well, not surprisingly, it happened to turn out that he was cheerful after all as this was no ordinary superhero. This was but the very best of the lot and getting caught by him or rather the city requiring the very best superhero available to catch him (this was his cheery perspective of the situation) would look very good indeed on his resume.
The old lady however was unawares of how famous or how good our dear superhero was. Though she was very happy that someone had turned up to rescue her, she was also equally amused at the sight of the strapping young man who seemed to be in such a hurry as to save her that he put on his garments in the wrong order. The cape he obviously grabbed on at the very last moment to cover himself and avoid public embarrassment was also not doing a good job for it had suddenly become bright, sunny and windy.

Poof…

Far away a small Alexandra bird wing butterfly had flapped its wings in anger, annoyed at the constant pest that her little lepidopterist friend was proving to be with his constant and relentless intrusions into her private life. The story of how the flap of her wing set forward events that eventually got rid of her paparazzi style lepidopterist friend will have to wait for another day as it is a once in a life time story and now is just not that moment. The flap of her wing however managed to set forward several other events too, some very inconsequential and others very important. One of these events was that it managed to not so abruptly halt the writer of a really crappy superhero novel from trying to complete his story and instead redirected him towards penning a piece which was intended to be titled "The pointless thoughts of an idle mind". The world is probably the better for it as this meant he directed his efforts elsewhere and anything is definitely better than a crappy superhero story.

Chapter 1

The bike was rolling along at 60kmph. The road was smooth and straight. The sky was the perfect blue with perfectly placed, perfectly white clouds. The Honda engine was perfectly silent and no sound reached the ears tucked away underneath the helmet. It was the kind of conditions when all you would want to do is lie down on your back and feel the breeze while enjoying the view. Unfortunately, lying down would be possible only if the bike stopped or if I was from the circus. The later I am not, at least not the kind who people would think is from the bike acrobatics section. So the only option would be to stop, but this would be pointless as the perfect right amount of breeze that hits ones face at 60kmph on a bike would no longer be there thus ruining the perfect moment. I guess one cant have everything the way one wants.

Another angry flap of the wing…..

"Hmmmm... ", the little angry butterfly thought, "I seem to have stopped him for now."