Middle Cove Beach. Newfoundland. When last time I was here, I was sleeping under an overcast sky during Big Birthday Bash at break of dawn. I was destroyed, sleep deprived for the previous two nights, in tears, exhausted, and throwing up. But, right now I am smiling recalling those memories. For the past two hours, [...]
"11 minutes 45 seconds to go for the finish" I shout as Robert grabs the headlamp from Seamus and starts running towards the trail deep in the woods, in search for the last solo 50 mile runner on the trail. Mike Russell. Meanwhile, I learn more about experience of Seamus and Abraham from their last [...]
I was just 12-year-old when I was watching a BBC documentary on Iditarod - The Last Great Race on the planet. A 1000 mile long dogsled race in dead of winter in Alaska from Anchorage to Nome in far West. It was then, I dreamed of racing that trail one day. But, I lived in New [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
My heart is racing as I sit on a chair, gazing at patchy screen of my laptop. While I read my story for the last time before the show tonight, curtain brushes back of my neck as cool breeze gushes through the window facing my bunk-bed. It's raining outside. Perhaps, nothing new for a Montreal weekend. In past [...]
First Step to The IDITAROD Tears rolled down my eyes in pain and despair as I collapsed on a half-frozen muddy trail in the middle of nowhere on a freezing cold midnight. I could hear sounds of coyotes, and see some flickering lights at a far distance. I wasn’t sure where was I. Cue sheets were [...]
Airtel Delhi Half Marathon 2012 Pacing the 3:00 hour Bus “Skeptical” was my answer when Tanvir asked if I was interested in pacing for 3:00 hour Bus. 2:10 or something was the finish time on my mind, so it was tough finding reasons to go this slow. I've had a good amount of running on [...]
A Heroic Tale of Humiliation Prologue “Hi Champ. How are you?” “Hi Spartan. I'm fine, thank you! How about you?” replied the ultrarunner from Ahmedabad, Vishwas Bhamburkar from the other side of the phone. “Oh, I'm all good. I just called up to confirm if you're available on July 4th. I want to run from [...]
