KK Swamy is the local god of a village in Kerala. All is well until he falls in love with motorcycles and starts to travel the world on every bike he can lay his hands on. But what KK wants above all is to find the legendary Velocette Venom Thruxton HT of which only a single prototype was made. The prototype has disappeared and KK decides to track it down. Will this god achieve his heart's desire? Action-packed and truly original, The God Who Loved Motorcycles will make you laugh.
Excellent read till about 3/5ths. Then it gets interesting no doubt but super vague and out of any box possible! But also gets difficult to keep up with the pace of change and description of the alternate realms! Well, to begin with, the story itself was out of the box - a God in Kollengode, Kerala, who wanted to ride motorbikes! This is a nice read...one you'll remember for the super funny sarcasm of this awesome God KK from Kollengode.
I picked up the book written by Murali K Menon after seeing that the book was launched by John Abraham on September 25. The book is a Juggernaut publication and I saw that the book was available at a low cost on the day of the launch. Hence, I picked it up without giving a second thought.
The book takes on a usual motorcycle enthusiast story and stretches it into the realm beyond time and space. The enthusiast in this case is one of the small shrine gods that dot the landscape of Kollengode in Kerala. The story revolves around how the god, KK Swamy, follows his dreams of riding several motorcycles. The premise makes sense at some level. However, things get a little hazy here while considering the plot.
The story then hops several steps and we enter another story. The storyline begins quite naturally but then gets stranger and weirder as time passes. Then, things get so weird that I paused reading to think that the story has gone from a motorcycle story to a sci-fi genre. There are a few plot twists but none that surprise you too much. There is a lot going on, action wise but they are mostly just moving things forward.
When the story ends, there are many things left hanging. The plot fails to tie things up at the end. There are many loose ends. The story takes off in so many directions that I wonder what the author was thinking about while developing the plot of the story.
You could consider picking up the book to give it a read if you love this genre of motorcycle storytelling and sci-fi. It was a good way to while away time but at the end you are left asking if reading through it was a worthy investment of your time or not.
Will be a fun book for those who love motorcycles and like riding hard and fast on them. From the first to the last page the book is all about bikes of all kinds with stress on the British bikes of the era when it dominated the world bike stage.
KK Swamy a wayside God in Kollengode, Kerala falls in love with bikes when Koman comes riding in a bike with its loud, low bass acoustics. He coaxes Koman to teach him ride bikes. He then goes around the country filching bikes and taking them for a ride and then returning them back to the owner.
At Koman’s suggestion he goes to England and enjoys the thrills of riding all the big bikes of which Velocette is one of his favourites.
He and Koman hear a story about a mysterious bike rider, with nine warts around his navel, who rides a Velocette Venom Thruxton HT a four cylinder monster prototype which was the last made by the company before it closed its doors.
He and Koman try to find out but eventually Koman dies why KK Swamy, being a God, continues to live. He comes across an article by one Rishabhh Mehtaa who has written about the exact same bike. He goes out coaxing Rishabhh to accompany him in search of the bike and ends up entering the internet via the Bluetooth with the help of the Viking God after whom the Bluetooth is named and meets the mysterious rider and the Velocette Venom Thruxton HT. He rides is so well that the mysterious rider gives him the bike and moves towards the horizon and KK Swamy continues to live riding the Velocettle Venom Thruxton XT to the various galaxies and far away stars and black holes.
"My name is Kandakarnan Swamy - call me KK if you find my name a mouthful - I am a village deity. I was 'installed' in Kollengode, in central Kerala, a long, long time ago. My village is surrounded by cobalt-blue hills and there are paddy fields and lush coconut groves, but its good-for-nothing men have fermented breath, and the women, mostly fat and ugly, are so gossipy that should one sew their mouths up, their tongues would wag out of their ears."
A god insecure, unsure, and obsessed with motorbikes.
⭐⭐⭐⭐ Choose; #qotd Do you like motorbikes? #q o t d Have you ever driven a motorbike? #qotdindia What do you relate the most with the superstar @johnabraham ?
🏍️ #aotd 1. I loooove motorbikes! 2. Yes I have, once & I have loved the adrenaline rush! 3. His craze of bikes!
🏍️ BLURB: Protagonist..KK..a village dirty..location- Kerala..he falls in love with motorbikes..travels the world on every bike he can lay his hand on..wants to find the Legendary VELOCETTE VENOM THRUXTON HT..will the God achieve his heart's desire?
📗 Few questions..
❓ Why is he worshipped as the village deity?
❓ How did he learn to ride/ manouvre motorbikes?
❓ From where did his love for bikes blossom?
❓ How has he learnt the intricacies of the parts/ components of a bike?
❓ How did he manage to get his 1st bike?
📚 Author's words: The story is born out of the stories my parents told my sister & me when we were children.
🌟🔭🌠 USP of the book: 🏍️ The catchy title, 🏍️ The beautiful cover, 🏍️ The fresh, unique storyline, 🏍️ The articulate, witty, crisp, humourous writing style, 🏍️ The characters come & go smoothly in the story just like melted butter, 🏍️ It's a light read, 🏍️ It's a Hardcover edition, 🏍️ Captivating read with doses of humour sprinkled everywhere.
🏍️📗 It will make you laugh so hard, you will fall off your saddle.
📚 A must read for someone who wants to know about PASSION & the amount of hardwork that goes behind it.
The book starts off at a high note and pretty funny in the beginning . But, the fiction in this fiction gets a little too much towards the end and the book did not live upto my expectations. The book does justice in bringing the love and passion towards the motorcycle to the reader's notice but apart from that there's not much to forward to.
A god obsessed with bikes, learning to ride bikes and ultimately had the chance to ride the bike with which he was obsessed but didn't end well in terms of contentment. The story picks up its pace very late and prior to it majority of the content is about how the God learned to ride bikes and how he went to places to try different type of bikes.
It starts well and enjoy the initial bits about a local God in Kerala falling in love with motorbikes. But KK’s hunt for the British bike and what follows lost me as a reader. Keep it tight guys.
The Book made me laugh as promised and I thought it was kinda realistic fiction until I reached about in the middle part. There's lot of Information inside the book and I had to Google now and then to understand most of them. I guess I've become a motorcycle enthusiastic after the read.
"Great motorcyclists never die, they just find another place to ride."
This is a quote from one of the final chapters in this book. And this line summarizes what this book is all about. A collection of throwback notes recited in the form of a story about our amazing history of great motorcyclists and even greater two wheeler machines.
If you ever thought about any of the following ever at least once in your life, then please do read this book - keep the revs around half mast, don't turn in too early, run wide at the bends, - tried to identify a motorcycle by its exhaust note,
All that matters now is to keep moving. That's what these machines are made to be. We have to attack the twists and turns of our life with all we've got. We might not make it to the other side, but nobody can say we didn't try.
The God who loved motorbikes is all about motorcycles, as the title suggests, but it has elements of science fiction and deeper questions about theism. Kadankaara Swamy is a village deity in Kerala, who is “unsure about this God business” as he puts it, and leads a boring existence among humans - till he spots a trendy motorcycle and falls in love with bikes. The story then progresses to his search for an elusive single prototype - Velocette Venom Thruxton HT and his heart’s desire to keep riding into realms and time. The tale keeps taking bizarre turns though it isn’t hard to guess the twists, the genre shift from biking-enthusiasm to sci-fi, spaces and time dimensions and philosophy (with even a legendary gangster thrown in!) is extremely imaginative, but not effective all the time. KK Swamy is a foul-mouthed God, which really did not sit well with me, but the problem wasn’t in the way the character was shaped. The story makes you pause in bewilderment as it zooms in all directions, making you wish for some clarity. I am sure the avid bikers would love the motorcycle references, but the book surprisingly focuses more on sci-fi segments, which were frankly odd. With a little more clarity and by riding on simpler plot development, the author’s imagination would’ve won the race as the central idea is quite unique. Read it if you love bikes and unusual mix of genres!
A local god in a village in Kerala turns into a motorcycle enthusiast and teams up with a pseudo-enthusiast to track down the greatest motorcycle ever made - the Velocette Venom Thruxton HT - and they take a wild ride across time and space in an epic adventure. Interesting plot, no? The book is witty, hilarious and sprinkled with dark humour, and overall is a fantastic read! Enthusiast or not, you will like it - just for the humour and creative storyline.
I especially loved the part when Chowfin Singh races from Pluto to Mercury against racing legends like Mike 'The Bike' Hailwood and Barry Sheene. Pick it up and get ready for some laughs.