Mumbai Marathon vs Delhi Marathon

Even though this post might sounds cribby I wanted to record my journey through both the marathons and how it improved me as a person.

I have always hated running as a Physical Exercise from the time of PT periods in school. I sorta wanted to overcome the fear/hatred toward running. Well I always loved walking. I can walk many kms and can avoid public transport. So trade off just walk a marathon. What better place than Mumbai Marathon which Aleem Bhayya and Sujith, who used to practice regularly and better, the enthusiasm they used to exude. Coincidence has it that many folks from my office were also registering in bulk. Itne saare log daud rahe hain toh mein kyun nahi. I somehow had a blind faith that i would complete it walking if not running and definitely within evening 6pm.

So after running the marathon, the confidence just shot up. I even jogged and ran a bit. But after 8 kms there were blisters that actually put me to test. I wouldn't have been able to walk had it been any other day, but that day it was different. I guess that what they call as "Adrenaline took me over". Even I finshed. But trust me i didnt want to torture my body ever again. Fate had its way, I got brainwashed by Amey and Shail to reach Delhi for marathon. Trust me I was sorta sure I would ditch them but i didnt ( awww!!!)

I personally knew Delhi Marathon was not as established as Mumbai one. Mumbai would be hosting its 10th Marathon and for Delhi it was just 5th. Hence was not expecting a show to equate the size and stature of Mumbai Marathon. Still there were basic amenities that we were pampered to in the Mumbai. For Example, however slow a participant is they would still get the Gatorade, water bottles, sponges, eatables like oranges, banana, parle g biscuits etc. Can you believe we got a 35 buck worth Dairy Milk. If not the organizers the locals had come to cheers us up and also gave us stuff on the way to ensure we complete the marathon. Somehow i found this spirit missing. I am not sure if i can expect the same from Delhi.

For striking thing about Delhi Marathon was invariably everyone was wearing a Nike, Addidas, ASICS, etc. It was like there was a show of various products of high end sports brand. #DilliKiShowOff. Camel Pouch and knee guards, I didnt even knew the utility of many such items. For a moment we got scared OMG these guys are too prepared for the marathon. But once the race started, It was evident. But last year even I was more prepared in these aspects than just concentrating on running.

Even 1 Km mark was not over, when we saw a huge queue for toilet. It was funny, it lifted our spirits. I always had a scare for Ameya and Shail as they were regular at treadmill. I tried to hide saveguard under the fact that Shail has not run the marathon earlier. :) Anyways I felt the pressure mounting on me jogging with Shail, had hinted at him to go ahead and not wait up for me, which he eventually did. But it took 6 - 7 kms for him to realize it. :P One relief was all the petite girls and guys I was able to over take. So my mission in the whole 21.098 kms was to overtake the person who was just in front. Simple target and great motivation.

After Shail overtook me, I was able to see Ameya behind me. We thought he had overtook us while we were busy yapping. :P  Ameya is always slow in the beginning and then maintains the pace. I was doing the same as I was able to maintain the distance. But then there was this reporter who came right in my way to make me stop for an interview - I ll not hide that i was happy but then Ameya overtook me and till the end i was not able to catch up. I hate him for that :P

One thing not against the organizers of the marathon was fact I relied on Radio for music. I didnt want to carry my blackberry but took my chotu motorolla so that i can listen to radio. I am sure Delhi would have loud beats that would pump up my energy levels and also help adrenaline kick in. On the contrary all were lovey dovey songs that were being played, even by the radio station that partnered with the marathon. Ditch the Hindi stations let me check the English ones... and it was supposed to some top 40 but i failed to hear the part where they announced it was top 40 breakup songs. I patiently listened to 6 songs ( i was surprised at the level patience) Hard to say I am sorry.. Ok may be the next one is fast paced song.  You cant even say sorry. Will you say sorry. "SERIOUSLY???" there are songs even like this and so many???!!! I am sorry. I had enough I just shifted to my memory card which was filled with bhakti bhajans but somehow i felt better. May be god would bless me to complete the marathon. #VishwaVinayaka

There are about few things I really had trouble overcoming in Delhi. Probably only thing good abt this was it was flat land and having done a marathon earlier it was easy to complete.
1. Near IndiaGate the heat :( Dilli ki Sardi ke baare mein baat karna chodo and talk about dilli ki garmi :P ) No cover and I really thought I would get a stroke. When I reached the shadow the India Gate casted I really wanted to just stay there. But then Shail was 2 kms ahead and I needed to complete the marathon before my body gets a chance to give up.
2. Around 2nd Km I got a muscle pull in the thigh but was managing with stretches every km. After finishing half the distance you really dont want to be held back from finishing the race. Wanted Volini spray very badly to relax the muscle. Finally I see a medical camp but i was shocked to know they dont have sprays or ointments but only ice. Well the ice did help me cool me down :P ( from temper as well as dilli ki garmi)
3. Sponges - these are very important to feel hydrated esp as u cant drink too much of water. These are not something that are consumed but can be recycled. They were garbaged everywhere but not given out.
4. Traffic started plying the roads, I have heard a lot about the local buses and the maniac drivers who drive them.
6. Worst last 2 kms I had to find my way through the pool of Dream Run Participants. Even though it is for a cause, I found many taking out morcha, eating panipuri ( seriously???) and posing for pics. I have to zigzag my way thro grps of 20 - 50 odd people in grps. It was very difficult to cut thro the grp and needed the energy to say excuse me or push them and move ahead.
7. After completion the exhaustion just kicks in and would really need supplements - both liquid and solid. I got the medal and then there was announcement that the refreshments are over and only water is available. Trust me I was happy that I atleast got water. Ameya and Shail had or were about to have blackouts. Thank god for the Gatarode packet which i was too lazy to pour into a bottle and utilize.

Not exactly a compliant but more of a "good to have", we had to make our own gatorade. I survived of Gu gel, which i missed in Mumbai Marathon and on water.

Well a pat on my back - I resolved not to sit anywhere but to keep walking. I did stop to do stretches after every km but overall I am all smiles.

The Sparrow

With reference to World Sparrow Day and the article http://www.thehindu.com/news/cities/bangalore/article3019583.ece I wanted to write about them also.

Coming from Bangalore, I could sense the reduction in the population of these birds. Also because we used to leave food for the birds everyday before we consume. I like the ritual not because of its orthodoxity but because it helps those cute little things. With the rise of fertilizers and even the greenery vanishing - no natural habitat and no food source. Not just for birds but also for cats n dogs.

I was depressed not to see Rajajinagar in the article. I wouldnt say it is the most commercialized area nor completely residential but still I just wanted sparrows in the vicinity.

I also remember gramps making those bird noises. He used to wake up at 4 30ish and make this lovely coffee. Once you indulge in the smell of coffee and taste of it, the whole world seems heavenly. And the sounds of these birds just adds to the orchestra.

Once during CAT coaching when we were wrecking our brains on a question, there came few sparrows. Patnaik Sir, who was coordinating the class stopped all of us, "In the day light of Bangalore and that too in an environment like this - even miracles can happen" 

The ponderous thought is - if an adaptable bird like sparrow is dying and vanishing, what would be the pollution levels. We have already started charging for clean water, next what fresh air? Just like a bottle of Qua - which would taste like water from a well - u pay a premium compared to a normal bisleri/aquafina.This leads to the question why do we go to an extent to complicate lives and pay an extra charge, develop technologies to overcome the effect.

Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realise we cannot eat money.  ~Cree Indian Proverb 


My question over and above this is - where does comfort and luxury fit into the scheme of things

Change for the good - Small Deeds

As one of the recent ads talk abt http://www.facebook.com/sftimetochange talks about Time to change - If you change nothing - nothing will change. Whenever a topic of change comes, people talk abt government, politics, policies - what not? But how about you? How about small things? We can make a whole new change to this world by making small adjustments, small conscious decisions.
I would want to draw a similarity between what they call the "Spirit of Mumbai" and us the vaasis. Fast paced life, better incomes - life seems good? No interference from others. One can lead their own lives, be bothered about only themselves. Life is certainly good. What more do you want?

We have a tough life, ambitions - places to reach but its never about the destination but the journey. Do we stop to smell the flowers or to see the colours? Are we there for the people when they need us? I hate to be helpless and so would others.

There are lot of things that we can change and these are small things that would go a long way. I believe so.

How many of us smile at our neighbors or those whom we cross. You smile they might probably think you are mad. If it is a guy smiling at a girl, "oh! he is hitting on me, Cheapo!!!"

How many of us are tolerant on the road, do we stop or slow down for a old lady crossing the road. Or Help them to walk. Do we stop honking for a vehicle which didnt start when the traffic light turned green.

How many of us wave back at an innocent kid trying to get your attention.

Would we reduce the volume of our music or TV soap so that our old folks can take a nap?

It is always tough to bring the change about. You would not get response, but eventually we can turn everybody around. How is that going to help anyone? well we are going to eliminate all the foul mood. I believe i have a smile that can light up someone s day? DO YOU?

Once upon a time in my childhood

Among the hordes of guests we generally have over weekend, there was a kid of my age ( t -> 10 ; for mortals approx when i was 10) who knew about latest technology and gadgets. He was upto date with all that was available in market. Dad was pretty impressed and during out post guest visit gossip session, pa mentioned - "See that one advantage of staying in a city". I questioned him,"Then why arent we in one?"


He always used to take postings in rural or semi urban areas.

"Lets see about it tomorrow" was the reply.

Our sunday routine used to be have lot of Coffees and Teas - snacking through the cleaning the house ritual. Oil bath - Blaring music, TV. Post brunch and quick siesta, dad used to take us on a ride when the sun starts its downward journey.

Either play in the sand dunes - not the natural ones, the builders used to dump / store the sand that will be used for buildings in the near by towns. Or trek to conquer the near by hills. I always wanted to experience many things so that I can become like Dad one day - super smart, ultra cool and he just knows it all.

Staying in rural setting I did miss out on certain things, but personally gained a lot. It could be as simple as spending quality time with family. I knew almost everyone in the neighborhood. I knew my friend's cousin's classmate also. We had no space crunch to play. ( Not that i played a lot - I was a lazy bum ) There were fields growing all sort of grains and vegetables. Take bath in a canal or under a pump set. Check out a sugar factory or a rice mill.From the production to delivery of the food items there was not too many parties involved.

Take a cycle to school or walk. You would still be refreshed because of the greenery all around you. I still remember learning how to cycle hiring it for 2 rupees for an hour or so. Who asks for deposit. I was struggling to get a cycle for a day to use it to participate in cyclothon. ( Stupid spell check its not cyclotron :P )

We never needed parks or garden because every unused space has a tree or grass growing. Never needed AC, never needed to cover my nose to avoid pollution. I feel we used to cover more geography and still not get tired.

During Diwali, we used to hire a cook and get sweets and namkeen made in bulk. All ladies of the neighborhood used to sit in open and get variety of eatables made.

I remember Anu's brother getting his friends from college to build the first floor of the house. That is super cool. All that was needed extra was continuous supply of food, chai and snacks.

Those were the days and now I spend money on stupid movies just to spend my weekends. Go to restaurants to spend time with friends or sit in cafe for a get together.

Holi day and no Holiday

The message is pretty clear from the title - i didnt get a day off on holi - 8th March 2012. This is not a crib post from me. Small recap: 2010 holi - campus and we rocked it. basically no one was able to recognize who each one was. Evening met adu, megu, tussi - megu's bro and pritika. Fun reunion. Made max use of the day.
2011 - went to pune to meet baccha along with secy and golu. ossum time. we didnt explore the city but still place doesnt matter if we are with friends. made best use of the leave.

2012 - woke up at 12ish that too because of the DJ. Cant believe the older societies like our also had some fun element. Woke up - cleared the sleep in my eyes... i am not dreaming and its not my ppl snoring but its actually DJ, Rain dance, colours... Gulal :) Yay feel of holi.

Roomies were not enthu. Should i miss out on HOLI and regret it for an year. Hell No!!! jaise taise cribb marke i got captain, nupura and roomie to have crazy time. Good i got this to happen else i wouldnt have got a chance to take part in pehchan kaun contest. I am proud I came close. If it was Punit's teeth, it was my joker smile that gave away. Josh just looked shaded :P

After everything we come to office. Loaded with deliverables, I get calls from friends and long lost friends. Then overcoming the happiness of talking to everyone and reliving the past, the nostalgia - I can imagine how much of Concentration I had in my work. By the time I started work it was dinner time, Roomie wants to treat me for her bday that was a day earlier. It has been a while i spent time with this set of friends. Need to be fair to every friend of mine!

So much so.. Every festival it is imbibed in our culture to connect with family and friends. Do you really thing there would be productivity in offices. Then why make it compulsory or even optional to come to office. Rather make it a mandatory leave. The employees, I am sure, would be grateful and when they come back rejuvenated, the turn around would be much higher. I can say about me the amount I cribbed yesterday and the amount of work i delivered were inversely proportional in binary digits :P lol

Travel Plan 2012

Well I have been thinking of a great post. well all posts come from dil se. Jab tak dil ki ghanti nahi baji tab tak dimaag tak signal process karna chalu nahi karega.

Something that has always brought the ever distracted - attention span disordered struck brain of mine back to point - Travel. I have been travelling more than my age. Well it is said that my mom travelled till the 8th month of her pregnancy. I am proud of this fact. Not just travelling to places but also trekking away to glory in Nepal. Thank god she didnt climb to Everest. 1. I would die of low level of oxygen - remember my kedarnath fiasco. 2.she will set too high a standard for me to achieve. 3. paidha hote hi they dipped into ganges, last thing i want is to go directly to kailash

This is a common thread that keeps my whole family together. All said and done, me and dad are just ditto in most aspects. Travel, Music and Family - three most important legs of our lives like a tripod. 3 legs are enough and 3 legs are important. Especially when we travel as a family, there is this time off our daily routine - quality interactions and there is background music. My white Zen PB Q 007, is really a bond. It just has 5 digit odometer and it has covered all its digits more than 5 times. And even my bro s first road trip 300 kms without stop and he was not even 19 ( WTH :( ) I am happy he also shared my passion to travel in the ever contrasting beings we are.

This year I have a real aggressive travel plan - last year also i did but few had to be spilled over to this year due to unexpected happenings like THE CLUB - and meeting my bisons. So let me cover the spill overs first that needs to be squeezed into the unrealistic travel plans I have for 2012.

Spill Over:

* Lakshadweep - Andaman - Cruise
* Rafting
* Turtle hatching ( which I have already missed so would go to 2013 list)
* Ganpatiphule
* Harihareshwar
* Mahabaleshwar
* Lonar
* Pondy

Travel plan 2012:

* Kick off with the National Parks of India - mostly a 3 year plan
* Kerala backwaters
* Probably explore Pune 's nook and corners
* Ladakh "With Dad" i have kept this in quote because this was a promise and I dont want it to happen any other way.
* Kolkotta - would love a plastic surgery before I go


Spiritual:

* Complete 12 Jyothirling ( dont gape very few left - Can be easily struck off my list )
* Puri - That would complete my 4 Dham
* Not must but try to cover 4 of the shakti peet
* arupadai veedu
* Batu caves or Kataragama temple - mostly 2013
* Kollur Mooganbika, shringeri etc in and around Mangalore
* Manasarovar  / Amarnath
* Shani Signapur, Kohlapur, Nanded

Now that I am putting what was in my head into writing, I am scared to commit more than this. Well there are few more I have in mind. Also this seems more skewed towards temples but these are the ones i can easily accomplish.

Lets see how much I can make this happen. Hope boss gets a sneak peak into this :) Which boss??? ;) Talking about boss - all these seem feasible with this job but in case i have to change ( reason may be any - it would make this whole plan null and void )

Seems like small plan for usage of the word "Extensive" but in between the homesick puppy has to go home and also the social commitment of others marriages and n number of obligations that is shoved on me.

What to wish for

I always used to believe in silly things. I feel it some how still keep me in touch with my childhood. I dont want to loose my innocence. Most of the people who know me for a while know that there is an excitement when i see a mail van. 1. it is rare 2. they are going to be extinct soon.3. it is sorta of a modern tradition, and not exactly perfectly superstitious.

The Mail van thing goes like this - when you see a mail van, wish for something and cross your fingers. Wait for a black car, repeat the wish and unlock your fingers.

So today when i was on bus to airport and near the airport authority office premises i could see a mail van from far away. More by instinct I wished and I crossed my finger.

The trouble started when airport arrived. I realized that I need to get down and with fingers crossed. Both hands :P I needed to cross fingers that I don fall with all the luggage. But no more crossable fingers left. No more hands. All i could imagine Kaali maata - now i understood why gods needed more hands.

I am anxiously trying to look out for a black car. Bangalore is not that Hot that people would avoid black cars and still no black car. Huge parking like that in Airport and No black car. White everywhere. Few grey, few red. But no Black. The vajra bus came to an end. It was then I started to panic. For the first time i allowed people to go past me and get down the bus. I did get down with my luggage and my fingers crossed. Bad move to wait for the whole crowd to get down. Lo, there was incoming traffic of people. Stupid!!!

I was working my way through to reach. I can stay with crossed finger for the next 2 hours till i get out of CST, Mumbai. Else i can just forget abt it. For once, exception thought - i would have preferred to fly out to Chennai or Mysore to reduce the flight time. Ab aisa ho gaya ki - I was wishing for a black car more than what i actually wanted to wish. Lol. With no more fingers to cross nor a mail van, just ditch it - Be Practical.

Hazards of taking Conference Calls from Home

It is always considered as a boon to have flexibility in terms of "Work from Home". Working in a Global project, I have various stakeholders who set up meetings at very odd hours. Only respite for not spending 24 hours in office is that I can take few of the late hours or early hour calls from home.

It generally works fine. Most of the time we have connection issues and Murphy's Law always wins !!! Weird issues like interference, sometimes my US counterpart wanna know if I stay in some sorta slum. Lol. I still remember he put all things on hold to check out my house's satellite view on google maps.

I generally try to avoid abusing the facilities given to us. This particular day was an exception as this close friend from office and my project was leaving the company and the whole gang planned to go out for dinner. And I had been skipping many get togthers and didnt want to miss this one. We had enough time to have dinner, loaf around and still reach home before the time stipulated for the call. If everything happened as planned I wont be writing about it.

The superb service the restaurant prides about, didnt fit into my time frame. We were famished and I had a time crunch. It was 12 15 when we finished with main course and there was cake cutting. Me and roomie reached home at 12 35 and logged into the call 7 - 8 minutes late, which was tolerable. Anyways Sym was leading the call and my turn had sometime to kick in.

Some 15 minutes into the call, there was a shriek from the next room. With all the suddenness, I couldnt find the mute button and I rushed to the Kitchen from where the noise came. Roomie stood froze. It reminded me of scene from crime or horror movie/shows. Well it was close.. well pretty close..

It was this horrible looking vampirish ( bcoz it was pale ) and Huge ( compared to a expected size. Courtesy for expectation: My Life Wikipedia ) ... BIG WAT? PALE WAT? HUGE WAT? Well it was on the wall. So it has to be a Lizard. I still go yewww after imagining that. Roomie always thought i was super adventurous and a symbol of courage, ( even i got to know about this that day :P ) looking at my plight it dawned upon her that it was upto her to shoo the lizard out of the house.. We are not letting the Lizard move around the house but just out of the kitchen. I also got some sympathy factor because my call was on.

God knows what folks on the call were discussing. There was such a grave danger lurking around in my house. I am sure if i unmuted all they could hear was Yeww.. aahhh.. help.!!!. god please take this thing out of my house. and God's reply - please i have better standards of prayer. Come back with better request.

I was of the idea if we switch off the lights, it would lose interest in our kitchen ( i wish i was such a bad cook. I dont want to invite lizard into the house :P ) We were actually trying to understand the Lizard pychology. Roomie says "No we should not switch off lights but also keep coming to kitchen in turn so that it doesnt start thinking this place is deserted. Lizard stay in a place because they think it is not being used" Wow we were applying logic. I am proud of us.

It was my turn to talk and handling the call, I did keep a watch on the Lizard and its route. After the call, I was just standing there trying to make noise with the vessels to ensure it hears that we are in the house. To emphasize we owned the place, atleast for the time being. It went near the door's frame and I guess it got confused which way out. I really wished it was educated ( not that we dont get confused between Push and Pull etc.. ) After many go's and Shoo's ... I couldnt see it anymore. I just closed the door. Just praying it doesnt fall on me due to the impact ( 1. God still was ignoring, bcoz even this was below his standard to intervene. "I could hear - Hello Dudette, I am supreme Power...get it?" 2. As per laws of physics the liz cant fly or do some matrix stunt to come and fall on you. )

Bottom line, we keep the doors closed and I stay back in office to finish up my work. Never take work home. ( never say never ;) )

The Year that Was!!!

Q:What makes a year very exciting?

Ans: When it flows like a movie.

Reader: Eh??

Let me take over the conversation to give you a background. Like every year I try to had few "Resolution" and acheiving them didnt make it a great year. Do you think you would love the movie if you just knew what the ending was all about. So this was a story of an year which had climax, surprises, twists and turns et al.

Had a few "to dos" in my list.

Start of the year I was still in Colg and the tempo was low. Tried to do things and it didnt work out. Some back fired. Life was below normal. Dont want the story to sound like "Pursuit of Happyness". But i do believe things are extra pitch dark when something good is to happen to you.

Landed up in a good job, after all the contemplation of settled life in Bangalore :P My whole idea was to stay in Mumbai for couple of years - good long 2 year vacation and go back to bangalore to settle.Things didnt seem all that perfect but the job gave me enough ( enough, more than enough - jitna kamao kum padhta hai yaar)  liquid cash to pursue things i wanted to try out in life. And I was in the perfect place.. the city of life, that never slept ( paradise for an insomniac like me ) I was back in touch with old friends, lost touch with few good ones. But thats part and parcel of how life shapes up. Found more friends for life in the due course.

Planned every weekend with Secy to explore the City. I wanted to be as comfortable and aware of the city as I was about Bangalore. ( Aah the name of Bangalore makes me stop and take a deep breath ) 

Singing - training my voice: Recorded few good number and did see some great improvement in quality of my voice. Discovered pitches, irregularities and what suits me and what doesnt. Invented techniques like online recording across geographies. Tough to coordinate but not impossible. But got caught up in other things that i couldnt take beyond few months.

Just after I moved to my new place, I wanted to connect with old friends for whom i was busy during colg. I started inviting the ones in Mumbai for lunch. I had craze for cooking that time. Wanted to experiment on people :P Got a new Kitchen, no Rok Tok. No one to tell me how to do things and NO ONE TO TELL ME TO CLEAN UP THE MESS I HAVE CREATED. To cut long story short I had a white canvass to paint. So i had a whole kitchen to create magic for the tastebuds.

Water Fall rappling, Thanks to Parag. Yay :) experience. I realized there was an adreline junkie within me that was lying dormant in me.

Plays and Movies - Amey. His dose of life itself. If not anything I was back to being a pseudo movie buff and evergreen back up plan so that none of my weekends are out of action.

That further led to Vinni coming home for lunch and mentioning about the new club they were forming. He was so excited :) I never understood the craze that time. Not sure if i still do to the extent Bisons do. I apprehensively joined them for the first ride and the whole illusion of bikers cleared up for me. I made such amazing friends and it became my family in this city where i was looking for some anchor. But what made it great was the fact they were all nomads at heart with an ache for adventure. To be frank started off as an one time adventure and it was craze in them that brought me back for more. Also a spl acknowledgement for taking a person like me - who cant ride nor has any sense of it and making me part of this super cool brotherhood.

I always had this sense of not doing anything exciting or a purpose in life after colg, bcoz there was nothing more tangible to do. Yeah i get up, go to work, have fun, come back, sleep and not to mention eat food blah blah. But there are no deadlines or things that needs to be achieved. ( pls exclude marriage out of it) Then i saw the Jagriti Yatra reminder on our mailing list. Wanted to go for it because Gaurav spoke so high of it, not knowing what it was all about. I was not able to apply the last 2 years because of placements. I had a conversation with Parag and started off. I always need someone along with me to do things - call it weakness or helping that person out ;) But then it had many essays that needed time and effort. This activated my painpoints. The Lazy goose I am i didnt have enough drive to finish. I used to yap around saying I am applying for Jagriti yatra. "When would you finish it for heaven's sake". One fine day.. rather a gloomy dark night admist my vacation on 29th Nov at 2 AM, i was forced to attend a call I was totally not interested or motivated to. Putting the time to proper use I started filling up the form. I was so sleepy that I just knew I had written some abcd in each Question. I submitted. 30th Morning I get admit. I was thrilled.

More thrilled to fight for vacation and finally make it to the yatra. It was a life changing experience. ( please experience it for yourself. It cant be described in words)

I think i have written about the fear of the unknown - and the fear of the known like singing "Kannalane" from Bombay or Running. I hate running. It is not about physical exertion but the idea of running. I was of the ideology even if someone is coming to kill me i would just yield to it. I just remember once in 5th std i ran 100 mts race. Thats it and thats just it.

After i left Bangalore i didnt want to get involved with social work, else that would anchor me in Mumbai. But been part of few charity events here. So that completes the satisfaction level till the brim. It started as a normal year and towards the end I had done things that i never thought I would do ever in my life. These things were way off my radar. But feels great to have changed perspectives and to have met great people

Hope to have a great year ahead and wishing the same for you all.