The Weight of Mud | RFC GOA 2025 | Chow Ujjal Namshum & Chetan Chengappa

The air was thick with rain and adrenaline. Somewhere between the churn of mud and the echo of engines, this moment unfolded — the JSW Sarbloh machine clawing through the wilderness, guided by Ujjal’s instinct and Chethan’s calm precision. For a second, the world stood still — just two men, one machine, and a terrain that tested everything human about them.

It wasn’t about the win. It was about what it took to get there — the soaked gloves, the fogged visor, the weight of silence before a climb. You could feel the pulse of purpose inside that cabin, the kind that comes when grit meets grace.

There’s something deeply human about dirt — it humbles you, shapes you, and reminds you where every story begins. And in that flick of motion, as mud turned to flight, this frame caught more than a machine at work. It caught becoming — the transition between man, metal, and will.

This isn’t just the memory of RFC 2025.
It’s the reminder that some moments don’t end; they live on — in frames, in hearts, in the dirt we came from.

From dirt we rise.
To dirt we go.