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 [...]
Spent over 30 minutes looking for this library. Figured that for some people on the streets in this area, a library means a book stall of ‘Islaami kitabein’ or just a place where books are sold. Had to ask for a place where books are just kept, not sold. They didn’t know of such a place.The [...]
The librarian is in!
Paradox of running 24/06/2018GKVK TrailAmong the many little epiphanies that constitute daily life, this evening’s was discovery of a paradox. When more time is taken to enjoy the views on a trail, precious run time minutes are spent on photographing instead of running, then the pace and distance improves. Not sure how. But it does. [...]
Two registers lay open on the front desk with a blunt tipped pencil tucked in one of them. Visitors are required to enter their names in it. Many walk by without a second look. Two women manned the baggage counter, deciding in a seemingly random fashion, bags that must be tagged with a number and [...]
Heterodox is flavour of the season. This encourages me to make transgression into history, a discipline where I can only be described as a consumer of texts and accounts of places and events. Hobsbawm's collection of essays Uncommon People and his endearing essay on jazz music remains a favourite reading in history. I have enjoyed [...]
Bangalore Mountain Festival 29/1/2017 This was a short ride and a short run combo. Rode out this morning for a trail run outside the city. Early hours, the yellow of the city roads and the engine's rhythm worked up nostalgia of a dozen road trips. Reached the venue after overshooting some 20 km in the [...]