Itās 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 wasnāt 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 Iāve 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 didnāt just teach me the art of motorcycling, it gave me a purposeājeene ka maqsad diya hai. Every ride, every gathering, every pit stop has been a chapter in a story thatās 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, Iāve ridden through landscapes that have taken my breath away. But itās not just the places...itās the moments -- the roadside chai, the laughter around a campfire, the shared struggles of tough terrains, and the triumph of conquering them together.
IBRMC isnāt just a club....itās a way of life. Itās a tribe of wanderers, dreamers, and doers who remind me that life isnāt measured by the years we live but by the moments that take our breath away.
A brotherhood thatās given me not just miles but memories, not just destinations but a direction.
Hereās to the road ahead and the brothers beside me. Ride hard, ride free, and let the journey continue.
