After running in frozen lands of Winnipeg in winter, I spent my first Canadian summer in Ontario's Algonquin Provincial Park. It's an immensely special place, and so was the three-month-long journey. While I'll share the journey in series of posts in coming weeks, visualize through the words of Robert Kroetsch (1975) as he describes a beautiful [...]
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 [...]
The Barkley Fall Classic It's around 2.15 pm of a much-awaited Saturday in woods of Tennessee. I'm bleeding from scratches on right leg, the toe in the right shoe is crushed, I barely have a few ounces of water left in my blue hydration pack. The last I saw any course marking was over an [...]
