2 men and her It’s that time of the year again; when adventure beckons and the pioneer in me awakens. This time we head east, very east. As east can east can go! My friend, his German beauty and I plan to traverse endless miles towards the Acadia National Park in Maine. En route and[…]
United Words of America. (Sorry Alaska and Hawaii) I can vouch for the niceness of the number 8 purely because it is even. I had, however, vouched not to remember this day. It is, after all, an anniversary of some sort. More importantly it is a blatant reminder that time flies much too quickly regardless[…]
Sand in my shoes (Photo Courtesy : Praveen Chavannavar) The legs feel like lead. There is a slight pinging pain in your left knee. A remnant of an old injury is making a comeback at the worst of times. The strides feel out of sync. I feel like I am stressing my right leg more.[…]
If I had a choice, I would swap any kind of emotional pain with a straight forward physical pain. Give me an injury over a heart break. Give me a sprain over a lost friend. Worst-case, give me a fracture over failure. Sadly, I don’t ever have that choice and quite likely I might end[…]
As the months and years stack up I realize that it is harder to determine when was the last time I did something for the first time and actually considered it worthwhile beyond an insignificant statistic. So when a chance came by for me to go sailing I decided to jump on it right away.[…]
Recently, I read a book called the “Room” authored by Emma Donoghue. The book is a thought proving narration of a five year old that is forced to grown up in a single room. His mother tries her best to instill every bit of knowledge despite severe odds of being kidnapped and molested and imprisoned[…]