Devesh Thakur

From one day to day one, Dr. to be.

[Devesh Thakur @debuthakur_]

Hey Siri, add to the list of places i want to visit

[Devesh Thakur @debuthakur_]

@itsme_urstruly Always a black guy 🫡

[Devesh Thakur @debuthakur_]

@intellectual_RR @gharkekalesh No, she is speaking russian . She says “Happy New Year”.

[Devesh Thakur @debuthakur_]

@NOVA360X Dude she saying happy new year, not mocking her neighbours 😄

[diplo @diplo]

I was 20 when I first came to India with nothing but a restless mind and an old Enfield I bought from a friend in Delhi who taught me to ride in one dusty afternoon. He took my money, flew back to Florida, and left me with one rule: don’t hit a cow, and only ride between 2–6 a.m. if you want to survive the heat and smog. Somehow, that became a philosophy for everything that followed.

I crossed the country like a kid inside a dream — Calcutta to Delhi to Rishikesh — sleeping on the bike when I had to, chasing chai stalls to stay awake, tossing the bike on trains when I could afford it. I swam in the Ganges, did yoga with elders who moved like water, bought vinyl in back-alley shops, fell in love the way only your twenties let you, and wrote long confusing emails to my mom from glowing village internet cafés.

In Gujarat I stopped long enough to help with earthquake relief, eat thalis in strangers’ homes, and learn “Kem Cho” and “Majama.” India didn’t just teach me independence — it cracked me open creatively. It showed me how improvisation is its own kind of discipline, how getting lost is a form of education.

I never imagined I’d be invited back years later to collaborate with artists I once watched on café computers — working with actors like SRK, making videos like “Lean On” that crossed billions of views, nearly dying during spiritual side quests in Leh and Varanasi, falling for Bollywood sweethearts, and still believing every strange turn meant something.

Twenty-five years later I returned to these roads, riding nine hours a day across the Himalayas on a much newer Enfield. And then — perfectly — I ended up performing at a massive Enfield festival in Goa and celebrating afterward in a motorcycle garage, as if time folded back on itself.

Two decades have changed India and me both. But every time I come back, I feel the same truth: growth happens when you surrender to the unknown, when the road teaches you more than any classroom could.

India was my beginning. And somehow, it still is.

[Go Himachal @GoHimachal_]

Trust me, this temple is insanely beautiful—Kartikswami Temple, Chamba, Himachal 🕉️✨

You can literally feel the divinity in the chants.

[Pubity @pubity]

Indians dressed in traditional attire celebrating a festival celebration in Himachal Pradesh

[ghatak @Neetivaan]

Man, this is like unfathomably BASED

crazy aura farming ☀️

[ghatak @Neetivaan]

Man, keep em coming ☀️

goes extremely hard

[Go Himachal @GoHimachal_]

We must preserve our tribal identity before it fades in Himachal.

The Raulane Festival of Kinnaur honours the Sauni — ancient mountain spirits who guard villages through harsh winters.

The masked “bride & groom” are sacred intermediaries, not performers.

Our traditions are living memory.

[Phenom @Phenom962]

Going with trend🤌🔥

[Excel Entertainment @excelmovies]

Based on a true story that shaped our nation's history, 120 Bahadur - Trailer out now.

Special thanks to Amitabh Bachchan Sir

एक सच्ची कहानी पर आधारित,
जिसने हमारे देश का इतिहास बदल दिया —
ट्रेलर अब देखिए।

[shwwee @sillyshweta]

🥲🥲 mene to kuch bhi nhi kiya fir ku

[Mindset Machine @mindsetmachine]

Such a fun way of explaining calories in, calories out 👇

[GOLU @_molu___]

Goat app 🙌

[Shah Rukh Khan @iamsrk]

Thank u my dear Yogi Babu. Miss u lots.

[UmdarTamker @UmdarTamker]

The king of chips : American style cream and onion 👑