At a very young age the thumping sound of a Bullet always raised my heartbeats. I always loved to get a glimpse of the bullet that passed by and every single time I said to myself, “One day I will own my own”. Since years and even today, my friends get irritated every time, I see a bullet and say “Wo dekh Bullet” or when a bullet overtaking us and i used to say “Ab dekh peeche se Bullet ayegi”

Time passed by and the excitement grew into passion and I was 26 when I saved enough money to fund my passion and bought my own, Standard 1981, Army Bullet. The moment I heard it was a 1981 model it tinkled my heartbeat, coz even I am a 1981 model. So!! one would see “BORN 1981” written on my FATFATYU and ask me, “Who? You or your bullet” and I proudly say “Both”. My mom named her, FATFATYU, when she saw it for the first time.

One of my thumper friend took me to my first club meet. I was shocked and surprised to see raw attitude, madness, brotherhood and love for the machine and I knew I belonged here. I have been in the club since past few years and have known amazing people and ridden to some amazing places with the club. I have learned my basics of group riding and many more small small things, which are no more small things for me but they are something I respect and live by it. It is because of Inddiethumpers that I had the confidence and could complete my long solo rides. I believe Inddiethumpers is the best example of "UNITY IN DIVERSITY" coz it has all types of people, all kind of people, people from different profession and people from different background, but all have the similar love for riding. No wonder Inddiethumpers is my family. The best part about this club are our ever alert Moderators, under whose vigilant watchful eyes no sin can escape. They are the reason to keep the club clean and mean. No wonder I always say “Proud to be a Thumper, Privelaged to be in the Club.”

Inddiethumpers call me Bali, Thumper Bali.
Chartered Accountant by Profession, Rider by Religion.