In 1947 after partition my great-grandparents were allotted this land in lieu of everything they left back in Lahore and they built this house(105) in 1955 where our family has lived since. Of the many memories that reside here there are those of me riding on the tank of my fathers Bullet and falling in love with motorcycles as a kid. When it was time for me to get a bike this is where I got my first Enfield so I guess in a way a part of Helmet Stories was born here as well. What I am trying to really get at is today we have less than a week left with our old friend and I hope the new owners get as much love/hope/happiness out of it as we did.
Farewell old friend you will be missed but never forgotten.