Every time I look at my running medals draped on the hanger, my attention gets drawn to that one medal I haven’t earned. It is not because I ran and failed that I have not earned it. I got it because over 200 people ran that day. It is a testament to what opportunity, mindset …
A 2022 Retrospective I entered 2022 without employment — not full-time, not part-time, no contracts, and nothing on the horizon. In November, we heard the news that the project and grant proposal I wrote for VOICE Trust (VT), a Trichy-based NGO, was successful. My voluntary work with them had come to a close. I had to painfully …
I have decided to attempt a 63 km long walk towards the end of May this year. I have a purpose, now I want to add value to this effort. Fundraiser page of my 63 km walk for Voice Trust, Trichy. (VT) Every kilometre is up for claim towards a donation. The entire proceeds …
Half a dozen spoons and several bloody cuts later, my journey with wood whittling tools begins. All of them are manual, human powered tools. I am not against power tools, just that my path is different. There more spoons and wood crafting adventures ahead of me as I continue to learn. These are all wonderful …
For someone who is a closeted impulsive person, the importance of routine can be a drag on my otherwise adventure filled life. The time saved from devising a structured approach is more time for mischief. There is too much fun in situations arising from thinking ahead, not being prepared, in short, not having a routine …
I am grateful of every opportunity to use my hands and I find wood working a natural fit for giving me endless possibilities to do just that. When it come to power tools though, it is different game. I remember making a nuisance of myself as a 4 year old pottering about the cowshed, digging …
Sometimes, you got to look up to folks while staying down. That is how they learn to see themselves. That is how you draw out stories of the mountains that have been climbed, the valleys you have crossed and the peaks you have summited. That is how you realise each one has their own Everest.
We shared this view, the two girls and their boyfriends at the top of Pas du Chevre. I was crossing a barren field full of boulders on the route leading up to the Pas and this group passed me by in the middle of it. No one else crossed my path from the time I …
The night was almost upon us, leaving just about 40 min of light left to reach the next stop, Drover’s Inn near Inverarnan. We were tired after walking along Loch Lomond all day, on the West Highland Way, Scotland. . Our companions had long gone ahead. It threatened to rain to add to our woes …
