(½)I am the first woman who ever motorcycled from the South of India to the North which is a total journey of 5453 kilometers. I have been riding my motor cycle since I was 16 years old but two years ago I decided to make this specific journey. Many people warned me it would be dangerous and they told me not to go. I knew it could be dangerous especially for a girl alone but my motivation was bigger than my fear.

I took a few Martial arts classes before I went and I made sure to carry a knife and pepper spray with me at all times. Luckily I never had to use it. It took me 10 days in total but when I finally arrived at my final destination I felt very little excitement. That was until my family and friends called me to congratulate me and that’s when I realized I had finished. The best part is that other girls are now also making this road trip all by themselves. I’m proud that I have finished but I’m even more proud of the fact that I have opened a door for others.

(2/2)“For my own safety I would never ride my motorcycle at night but one time it took me longer to get to my destination. I ended up riding in the dark in a dangerous area. The road was full of holes and stopping would be even more dangerous. I was scared but there was a voice inside my head saying that if I would survive this experience it would make stronger. I managed to control myself mentally by slowly repeatedly saying to myself inside my helmet: ’‘Just few more kilometeres left and you will be fine. You can do this.” and I could.“

“I just simply think I’m not made for the school system. At school you do things because the teacher tells you so. When I have a certain freedom I end up being way more productive. Take my act for example. I started about a month ago and whenever I feel like it I perform on the street. It is something I love to do and that is why sometimes I can practise for hours. I’m starting to get the hang of it. I have been going to school for the past 13 years of my life so when I’ll finish high school I don’t think I’’ll go to University.”“So what is it you wanna do when you finish?”“Work on my new act, be free and learn how to survive.”

“In high school I was bullied very badly by a group of seven boys and one girl. They always asked me why I didn’t dress normally or why I listened to strange music. At some point they made up a rumor that I had said something racist. They waited for me after school and while I tried to explain that I was no racist, they threw me on the ground and kicked me in my face. An eyewitness pressed charges against them but nothing ever came out of that. Two years later two of them showed up in my class and pretty soon the bullying started all over again. They said they would stab me with a knife and throw me under a train. This time I pressed charges against them. When the police came to my school the principle claimed that I was the one who had provoked the situation. At some point one of their friends thought it would be fun to punch me in the face but this time I didn’t put up with it anymore so I grabbed him by the neck. At that very moment a teacher walked in and I was suspended from school. I went to another school and changed my attitude. I didn’t want to be bullied again so I developed an extremely aggressive attitude. Which is strange cause that’s not the way I am at all.