That angle only came to me some three decades later while riding down NH1 towards Corbett National Park with seven other women. That’s what girlie girls did and though I wasn’t a girlie girl, I was great at pretending to be one. I might have been doing the school run but in my head, I was blazing through Rajasthan on a Thunderbird, yeah. My solo trip made me realise that I had been viewing the world through cracked glasses filmed over with prejudice. And that’s how I found myself being part of an all-women’s group riding to Corbett National Park.

Source: Hindustan Times April 29, 2017 15:22 UTC