I'm Divya Sandhu Iron Lady of Indian Motorcycling
A national-level handball player and swimmer turned motorcycle mentor, stunt rider, and L3-certified by FMSCI. Founder of Divya International Women's Motorcycle Academy (D.I.W.A). I've ridden more than 100 motorcycles in the last 25 years.
Professional Journey
Education
M.A. in History - But my real syllabus was written on the road. I've ridden over 8,00,000 kilometres across India and 12 countries, without a single sponsor.
Corporate Experience
Worked with Tommy Hilfiger, Lladro, Guess, Ritu Kumar, and Rolex as Sales and Marketing Manager from 2005-2020. Not just selling products, but shaping narratives.
Riding Academy
Founder of D.I.W.A - Divya International Women's Motorcycle Academy. Teaching women to ride and swim - not for money, but because it's my passion.
Journey Milestones
The Dream Denied
Started learning Bharatnatyam at age 8, but had to leave the stage due to societal expectations.
The Ignition Point
Learned to ride the Bajaj Chetak in silence - just by watching. No permission. No training.
Into Rebellion
Rode solo to Leh and Khardung La. Kalpana Chawla became my hero. She flew into space. I rode into rebellion.
Teaching Begins
Started teaching women to ride - quietly, freely, without charging a rupee.
Riding with Conviction
Rode to North East, Sikkim, Nepal's Upper Mustang, and Nepal–Tibet border. No training. No Google Maps. No coach. No backup.
The Silence
Two major accidents. 17 fractures, 84 hours of coma. That's not sleep. That's silence. That's the body shutting down while the spirit refuses to.
The Resurrection
Gifted myself a Royal Enfield 350 Classic. A heavy motorcycle. A heavier statement.
The Broken Return
Rode solo from Delhi to Goa. Brand people smiled but never replied. Came back broken.
The Leap of Faith
Left job one day before India's lockdown. Within two years, zero balance. No sponsors. No safety net.
Another Test
Another road accident. Left leg 100% fractured. But I didn't leave the road. I didn't leave the movement.
My Philosophy
"I was denied the stage. So I built a road.
I was mocked for asking. So I created my own movement.
I was broken—physically, emotionally, publicly. But I never gave up."
I didn't ride to be liked. I rode to be remembered.
I didn't teach to be praised. I taught so no woman would feel helpless again.
I didn't build D.I.W.A to compete. I built it so the next girl wouldn't have to beg for space.