<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>motorcycle on Reflections</title><link>https://blog.karthikrp.com/tags/motorcycle/</link><description>Recent content in motorcycle on Reflections</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en-us</language><copyright>© Karthik Ramaswamy Padmanabhan</copyright><lastBuildDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2024 17:27:24 -0500</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://blog.karthikrp.com/tags/motorcycle/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Motorcycle Diaries</title><link>https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/motorcycle-diaries/</link><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2024 17:27:24 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/motorcycle-diaries/</guid><description>If you were to happen upon the intersection of Ranga Road and West Circular Road in the suburbs of the South Indian city of Chennai on a hot summer afternoon in 2002, you might think something odd was happening. You would come across a group of people staring intently and/or expectantly at an older man in the middle of the street. The crowd would consist of about 20 people, with the average age skewing towards the younger side.</description></item></channel></rss>