Tiny Wheels Trail

Riding till sunset and riding from one direction to another feels perfect, when you really want to liberate yourself.

- Shubhendu Singh

Watching an eagle fly and watching it going high, dreams a boy down on earth named Shubhendu Singh.

It’s me, totally grounded, jobless, helpless, careless, heartless, but not shameless or senseless. I live in a small home, in a small town on the highway which connects the grand truck road which is my milky way to the outer space near Durgapur and in a jungle, camping on the highway and taking shelter where god resides which nowadays are called temples or in the empty bus stops occupied by dogs. Don’t believe it, do you? You will after reading more.

I always dreamt to ride most roads on a motorcycle. It is an odd dream most people on earth say so. Wanting that doesn’t make me a rider but a dreamer! I always dream to fly higher and go longer on the roads. I have dreams of many things but couldn’t do so because I belonged to a middle class family. I passed my 10th board and joined my father’s business when I was 17. I used to travel a lot to feed myself. So thinking of touring a place with my bike gives me freedom to think but difficult to get. Until I heard about Wranglers True Wanderer competition.

I registered in the competition with a blog on my tour on my 113cc scooty Yamaha RayZ. And I was selected as a finalist. One thing that came to mind then was that, this was the time to fly. Spread your wings and fly as high as possible so that everyone put their heads up with pride.

Soon my door was knocked by the box of joy sent by Wrangler. I was so happy to see it that I danced and laughed with joy. It was shopping time. I went 40 km to the Wrangler store situated at the nearest city Durgapur and Samiran da, the store owner and the people over there were so generous that I felt like we knew each other for long.