In my dreams, that I watch awake with open eyes, I see myself riding a motorcycle in a thick dense forest. I wanted a bike which looked great, has a brand name, and would do well in long distance riding. I didn’t want a commuter bike. I am a first time rider. It makes sense for me to invest an amount which I can’t be sour about if I didn’t enjoy riding. I narrowed down to KTM Duke and Royal Enfield Stealth Black.

KTM Duke with its striking orange looked a bit childish. It’s a powerful bike with very little weight.

Royal Enfield Stealth Black is reasonably priced, a lot of people ride it for long distance, has a good look and a brand behind it. I finally booked one for myself.

A large horde of people visit a small temple near my native town Datia. It’s called Ratangarh Mata.

These people walk, ride on motorcycles, travel in tractors and trucks like cattle.

Along the way you would find other religious minded people serving them with water and food.

What was unfortunate in this whole charade was them ruining the environment by throwing away the plastic trash.