I love running

Yes I've fallen in love.. Unconditional love.. 

I love running.. Running is like meditation to me.. It's time devoted completely for me, where you get to talk to your inner self, when there are those self realizations.. Running is  like dope.. Makes me go high, super high..

Running helps me realize that deep down there's a sportsman in me, someone who's not going to give up, the 'never, ever give up' attitude gets revived again.. The thoughts that you're going to do all you can to set things right.. The fighting spirits echoes loud and strong.. You realize how lucky you are to have whatever you have. Blessed I am to have people like Gautam, Ashish and many other wonderful champs, this space-time continuum has introduced me to, the ones who would stand by me whatever happens and patiently bear all the bull crap 'yeh-woh, aise-waise' talk that I do :P.. 

When I run, poetry starts making sense:

पिघले  नीलम सा बहता  हुआ येह समा
नीली, नीली सी खामोशियाँ
ना कहीं है ज़मीन, ना कहीं आसमान
सरसराती हुई टहनियाँ , पत्तियाँ,
कह रहीं हैं , की बस एक तुम हो यहां
सिर्फ़ मैं हूं,
मेरी साँसे हैं, मैं और मेरी धड़कनें
ऐसी गहराईयाँ , ऐसी तनहाईयाँ,
और मैं, सिर्फ मैं ,
अपने होने पे मुझे यकीन हो गया.

I feel alive when I run and that is what matters, that is what makes me fall in love over and over again.. :)

Realizing nature's paradox: Uttarakhand

Last year 2012, I had roamed in and around the Valley of Flowers, Kuari Pass, Badrinath, Hemkund Sahib.. Those memories and the immense beauty around, they are still fresh in my mind..

The current devastation around these same places makes me wonder..
How the very same nature can contradictorily strike back with all its fury... Hurts to think about the condition of the people who are caught up and are out there suffering..

Tomorrow its going to be another trek into the mountains, into the Himalayas, with some amazing friends..

Coz as its said..

"The core of man's spirit comes from new experiences. "

And ultimately in Lord Byron's words..

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar;
I love not man the less, but Nature more..."

With the hope that nature and the mighty Himalayas.. would shower on us with all its grandeur and beauty..

Into the wild

Of the very few times that I gather the patience and effort to complete a novel.
Mostly I end up reading non fiction. And there's a solid reason behind that..

Even though I respect all the amazement, that the imagination in fiction can produce. But, nothing can beat the purity that real life experiences has to offer. There's some assurance that the stuff actually happened or is concrete..
Also, There's awesomeness in what real life can show you or the variety of experiences and things different people and cultures go through.

Into the Wild is a book I wanted to read since long. I had watched the movie and I liked it. But a sub 2 hr watch wont answer all the questions. There are these lots of Whys and Hows? The Perspectives, that were missing.

The book does answer many of them.
It does explains to a huge extent the state or the thought process of a person who wants to shun society and wants to be alone for months together or maybe for life itself. My love for nature and the mountains gets reinforced when I try and relate with some of the thoughts presented. One gets to learn what not to do when you're in the wild. The final learning for me is that there's this yin-yang balance thing about obsessions which should never be broken. The complementary Yin's and Yang's should ultimately lead to happiness.