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WiLD CHiLD achieves his dream!

Golden Quadrilateral of India
Golden Quadrilateral of India

A little boy sat in a car as his family drove across the NH4 highway. He looked at his brother and said, “Bhaiya, ha highway asa kiti lamb ahe? (How far does this highway go?)”. His curiosity for the mysteries that the highway held always stayed with him as he grew up. His friends and family were told again and again about his dream to travel alone across the ‘Suvarna Chaturbhurj’ or the ‘Golden Quadrilateral’ of India.

All my bags are packed
All my bags are packed

He was now 23 and a hard-core motorcyclist. He lived and breathed motorcycles. He knew it was time to complete his dream. He researched his route, set a meager budget for himself, packed his bags, said good-bye to his family and friends and set out alone.

Lone man's journey
Lone man’s journey

Drenched in the torrential downpours of July, broken roads and endless traffic did not deter him from his journey. He slept on the high-ways, stayed in shady hotels in a dark corner of the high-way and sometimes with luck, was hosted by old friends and new.

People sweet enough to take him around their city, share the space of their home, treat him with the delicious delicacies of their city. Share a cup of tea at the dhabas. Escort him on the way out of their city and see him off. We are thankful that wonderful people like them exist.

Anirban Kundu from Eastern Bulls
Ranabir Dada from Easter Bulls
Rahul Ray from Team Momozz

An average of 850+ kms a day, sips of tea and water, and an occasional nap. That’s all he did every day as he traversed through different cities and met a variety of people who were friendly and interested in his journey.

He had a tight budget as he had put in endless hours to save up for the journey. Rs. 20,000 was what he had initially planned but eventually Rs.5,000 more had to be added to the budget.

He ate little, spent his journey on endless highways talking to family on his Sena SMH-10 bluetooth headset and intercom and took occasional breaks to click beautiful shots on his camera.

His motorcycle’s silencer fell off twice. The tyre got punctured. The nuts of his crash guard fell off. These were but little bumps on his route which got solved in no time at all.

Here I am on the road again
Here I am on the road again

His last 28 hours of the journey were the toughest. He just wanted to get back home on the day he promised he would. He knew his loved ones were waiting and he was eager to see their faces again. So more disciplines were set, less food breaks, shorter naps and non-stop riding. He rode his way home, all muddy and wet, 1650 kms from Delhi to Pune.

On his way past Mumbai, his sprocket went bald and his rear brake liners wore out. He was riding carefully now as he did not want any breakdowns now that he was so close to home.

Just 50 kms before his town, he saw a group of people standing in the dark. When Incognito shone his light on them, he recognized them as his loved ones! They were waiting to greet him and take him back home. There were tears and cheers. Every heart there was filled with joy to see him and so was he. What else could happiness be?

Happy to see him
Mom crying tears of joy

This little boy, now a man, achieved his dream through his determination, while so many people dream to do many things but never go ahead out of apprehensions. He rode hard for 8 days, through 13 states, through 9 capitals, through 4 metros, past hundred thousand people, made a mark of 6850 kms, a single rider on a single motorcycle.

Face of a Warrior

He achieved a childhood dream as a man. At Team aCOA, we are happy to say that we are truly proud of him and pray that he achieves even more.




The Couple on Motorcycles

There she was on a lonely space,
She rode on at a breakneck pace,
It was her aim to saddle up and fly,
It was her past she was getting past by.

There he was in a pensive place,
He had around him a charming grace,
He thought a lot and always pondering,
Still he was wandering, laughing with a glow on his face.

They met at a junction to a crazy bend,
They never imagined how it would end,
They never gave a thought to what would be,
They knew things should be left to mother destiny.

She a rebel of a different kind,
He a dynamite but with a calm happy mind,
They rode together and sparks did fly,
Oh my did they see, the turning of the caterpillar into an exotic butterfly?

Down that road, their bikes do sing,
They fly through life on happy wings,
They resonate together like melodious notes,
They flow like two joining rivers, each other they truly dote.

They are the same, but have different debatable thoughts,
The know exactly that these everyday moments cannot be bought,
They argue, they disagree, they laugh, they cry,
But to love each other is pure, they never have to lie.

Their souls are one,
They are truly meant to be,
You will never find a couple,
As unique as him and she.

She loves him as much as she loves to ride,
He loves her as much as he loves the clear, blue skies,
If they loved each other even a bit more,
Maybe the sky would burst,
Down would come angels and turn these two to dust.

They could never bear a love so pure,
It would pain them to see human emotions so clear and sure.

He is fire, she is light,
With him she smiles in pure happiness,
To his happy delight.

He is the wind, she the cool breeze,
He laughs even in sorrow,
He emits pure peace.

They will be stuff of legends one day,
They already are,
These two mad people,
Will shine on like the brightest star.

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The Team at ‘A Couple of Adventures’ is living the bikers life with full determination and dedication. All thanks to the complete support and encouragement from CastrolBiking.