When I Got Kidnapped in India: A True Story

I started running 13 years ago, and since then, every year on my birthday I run for as many hours as my age. But, I got injured at the end of 2017, then slipped into depression and stopped running altogether. A few days ago, while taking a shower, I was reading the label of the [...]

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A Look Back At The Year That Was – 2018

As the year counts its final minutes in the Western hemisphere, I pause and look back at 2018 to see how far I have left my shoes on this journey across the sea. (2) The year began on a disastrous note when I lost my uncle – read grandfather – while he waited for months [...]

The Misadventures of Gappi: The Beginning (Part-I)

As I walk back home, suddenly the ground shakes up. The building in front of me collapses like a house of cards and everyone around me is running in chaos. Despite using all the force, I can barely walk. Scared, in tears, fighting my way out of stampede, I reach my home with a bleeding [...]

Confession of A Storyteller By Chance: Why I Tell Stories?

I tell stories. Whenever I can. Wherever I can. But, there is something one must know. I'm not a storyteller. Not a writer either. In fact, the first story I ever listened to was by John Cotrocois during Confabulation last year in May - an hour before I told my first story.  I was petrified [...]

Silencing The Soul: A Journey Through Depression

REJECTION "Gaurav, do it. Go ahead and jump. This is the best solution and it will be over" "No, I can't." "You can. Don't be a coward! Throw your bag over the fence first. Then you get across and just jump. It's raging water, falling 200 ft down, on the rocks. In this loud noise [...]

Why I Believe I Am A Rapist And I Am Sorry For That?

I moved to Pune as a 25-year-old in July 2013. Being born and brought up in Delhi, Pune was the first city outside of Delhi I was going to call home for next two years. So, when I landed, I was nervous, scared, excited, and wanted to socialize. Talk to almost everyone I'd meet, even [...]

When You’re Stupid and Attempt To Define Yourself

Who Am I?   I am. That is the only truth. Who am I? What’s my purpose? Wish that was easy to answer. But, I won’t leave you disappointed. Let’s try. I am. That every runner. Who runs for days on trails. And nights chasing nothing. Suffers in pain. Dies every day. But, survives like [...]

Why I Hate Muslims and You Should Too? (Part III)

A Postcard For Peace And Love Go back to Second Part Every year, on my birthday I run distances equivalent to my age. Like 19 km for 19 years, 20 km for 20 years, growing to 22 miles for 22 years and then 250 km for 25 years. When I turned 26, I decided to [...]

Why I Hate Muslims and You Should Too? (Part II)

A Postcard For Peace And Love Go back to the first part. February of 2006 was the time when I had first open argument with my father when I was denied to apply for admission to medical/engineering school in Aligarh Muslim University and Jamia Millia Islamia, because of obvious reasons. Since then, I never stopped [...]

Why I Hate Muslims and You Should Too? (Part I)

A Postcard For Peace And Love Muslims are not humans, they're demons, violent. They do black magic. They're inferior to us, Hindus. All of them are exactly our opposite; dirty, terrorists and won't refrain from killing us. Eating us. They reproduce so much, the main reason for India's overpopulation. I will never allow one of [...]