If you simplify everything, there are 2 types of people in this world. The N types and the E types. N types comply with the processes, pay bills punctually, abide by the laws, efficient, non blaspheme, exploit corporate mazes, rapidly achieve capitalistic values, appear to be in control of things and respected by their wives. The E types are the eccentrics. They appear rustic, indisciplined, unpredictable, move their backsides only when it involves their passion, poorly paid and generally unappreciated. While the world hails the N types, this is a story of how unsuitable it has become for the E types. I used to own a motor bike few years back. That was just a passion at that point in time. With the lack of any ‘wild hogs’ gang and with the bike getting older, I moved on to other things. So I planned to scrap the bike. Until here, it was fantastic, folks. But the tough part is to move my ass into executing it. Its boring things like this that I find as hard as shitting bricks. So in tha