Mumbai Musafirs...Where the journey never ends..!!!!

Its been about Three years now that we started of with something just out of boredom.... Something we thought we could do better without really knowing that we would come so far..... Yup Mumbai Musafirs that the name, that my baby, something i am so proud of, something that will makes me smile if i have to have my "have i made it large" moment  :p

Come to think of it, it was 3 years ago , rather 2 years 11 months  ago that we just decided that we are gonna have our first ride. To think of it now , it was a quickie over a few drinks at Fusion Dhabba :) we had no name. we knew nothing about the game , had no clue what we were getting into all we 4 knew was that we wanna do something just for fun :)

So on the 13th of Dec , we decided that Trippers would be the name, till a friend pointed out saying "wat kind of name is that, sounds more like a strip club".. LOL

We scratched our brains, our knees but would not come up with anything better.. Trippers, Wanderers, Bikers etc is all we could manage, finally it was Jejo who got us the logo and the name from someone at work.. "Mumbai Musafirs" estd 2010..!!! :)





















The first ride happened in Jan 2011 and it still feels like just yesterday... Since Jan 2011 till Nov 2013 have come a long way, we have clocked 20,000+kms, made friends, made family, fell in love, fell out of love, learnt a hell lot. They say experience is the best teacher , they were so right..

It is more like we were out there to just have fun instead we made loads of memories....

Life surprises us in the weirdest manner that we can never think off, i mean 3 years ago i had no clue i would be doing something like this, i would bloody own a bullet, its like whatever stupid funny whims and fancies i had it was all true.  While in college i used to tell by then bf that i want to ride a bike, that i love biking, but never thought i meant anything of it cause then it was more about me and him going somewhere by the cheapest mode of transport :p The bike was a BOXER :p 80kmpl... LOL

I guess this is what we call destiny... i mean Nishan and i were not even talking for about 10 years after school and one fine day out of the blue , one bloody happy high night and Facebook for company nishan and me started talking again... lol i still cant remember a single line we spoke :) it was Aug 2010. He was in Canada tat time , he came back to India i think in Oct and gave me a call and said lets meet up..  Felt really weird , like u know u are gonna be face to face with someone who u did not speak to for 10 years but u were best frnds while in school, u know giving up on someone just like tat.. We met up.. spoke about general stuff.. very formal.... One of the toughest catching up ever.. Then comes a day on FB when i read a post from nishan stating that he is going on a ride, i pitch myself that please take me along.. somehow his pillion does not turn up and i get a chance to go. I get to catch up with Jejo, Sweta, Medon and rinki..  Met jejo after almost 11 years after school...

We went on that ride and bus that is all that took for the idea of MM to germinates.. So on 13th Dec 2010 jejo sweta nishan and moi we together happened to become proud parents of this little thing called.......

 MUMBAI MUSAFIRS.......where the journey never ends...!!!