Towns and villages along Indian highways that connect major cities are being transformed in ways that will have significant bearing on the growth trajectory of this country. It is in these locations that India is changing perhaps more rapidly. One tends to imagine the metropolis as a site of reading transformation in a society, which […]
04/11/2018 The year is turning soon. From the highways, it was as though South of this country is a glasshouse, separate from the Northern landmass. Days are pleasant here. Sun is soft. October and November are windy and the landscapes appear fluttering like flags in wind. With December, as Brigade Road lights up for Christmas […]
On Saturday I ran the Malnad Ultra. Runs near Bengaluru have the same format – ride to starting point, run, sleep over, ride back. This was my first 100 KM+ trail run. After Ooty Ultra, I was doubling the distance. In the interim, since April, I have had six months of time to prepare for […]
My friend reminded me that yesterday, October 10, was being observed as World Mental Health Day. It brought back memories of individuals I met whose situations struck me as impossible, had I not met them for real. On a long flight some time back, the man on seat besides me and I began playing with […]
It is remarkable how some of the runners can look at, examine and take stand on situations in their lives. Has been hard personally. Here is Meb on whats next. He retired after NYC marathon. Last two lines! Somedays it is hard to even pry oneself out of thinking from an emotional space. It works […]
What disturbs me about this place seems an obvious answer on the face of it. A million human lives were destroyed here in a time which I can only read about and imagine. I live in its continuity. But I haven’t had the misfortune of being in the time when it happened, to have witnessed […]
Lean bodies, torsos, tattoos, the heavy footsteps pacing before combat, deep drawn breaths, jaws moving with last minute adjustment of the guard inside their mouth, tugs and loosening of arms, furtive dance-like movement of legs as a warm up in the few minutes leading up to the bell strike and the gaze. Every single contestant […]
Rain. Tram. Calcutta. About the rest, I must write.
‘Rohanta- golden – his relationship with his parents’The narrative in the Rohantamiga Jataka.
Dude s at work. But this seems an appealing way to see the city.