I almost didn’t go to India. If you know me well, that sentence probably won’t surprise you. If you don’t,…
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One thing I have come to appreciate over the years is that I prepare differently now than I did a…
Notes to self The night before Seamount 3.0. Mandwa to Pune. 283 km. Vishwas on the other end of it….
The run is three weeks away. July 18. The Mandwa-Pune 280 km that I’ve attempted twice before, quitting at 154…
I watched From because my brother recommended it last year. I said to him last year, “if you like it, then…
Oslo is a city of closed doors.Not locked. Closed! There’s a difference. Locked doors announce refusal.Closed doors are quieter. They…
I earlier wrote about how I discovered, “I was a natural storyteller.” Not because I chose it.Not because I practiced it.But…
I’m hungry. Always! Okay, if not always, then most of the times. It doesn’t matter how long ago was my…
My body weight is like a sine wave. It always has been. But, this is not something I could ever…
I have always been a storyteller. Not by choice. Not because I wanted to be. But because I had to…