It’s been over a decade since I first rode into the fold of the (IBRMC). Little did I know that this journey would become more than just an adventure on two wheels....it would shape my life in ways I never imagined.
Joining IBRMC wasn’t just about the rides, the thundering sound of the engines, or the call of the open road. It was about finding a family that stretched across the length and breadth of this vast country. Wherever my bike takes me, I know I’ve got a brother waiting..a warm smile, a hug for sure, a firm handshake, and a bond forged by the shared love for the road.
This club didn’t just teach me the art of motorcycling, it gave me a purpose—jeene ka maqsad diya hai. Every ride, every gathering, every pit stop has been a chapter in a story that’s as much about the people as it is about the miles. The IBRMC family has shown me the power of camaraderie, the strength of unity, and the beauty of a shared dream.
From the high passes of Ladakh to the sun-kissed coasts of Kerala, I’ve ridden through landscapes that have taken my breath away. But it’s not just the places...it’s the moments -- the roadside chai, the laughter around a campfire, the shared struggles of tough terrains, and the triumph of conquering them together.
IBRMC isn’t just a club....it’s a way of life. It’s a tribe of wanderers, dreamers, and doers who remind me that life isn’t measured by the years we live but by the moments that take our breath away.
A brotherhood that’s given me not just miles but memories, not just destinations but a direction.
Here’s to the road ahead and the brothers beside me. Ride hard, ride free, and let the journey continue.
