Being Unreasonable

CYCLING STORIES   Oh S*#T! His scream was a little loud. I looked up, and saw his leg broken, and dangling down like socks on a clothesline. With a shock I sat up on the bed. It is going to be 2:30 AM. I have half an hour more till the alarm goes off. I…

Given for Granted

BOOKS Have you been in a situation where you allowed someone to manipulate your thoughts willingly? That was the question that made me pick up this book. Revisiting the story of Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden, what was the argument against Eve? She didn’t instigate Adam to pluck the forbidden fruit just…

A Note of Thanks to Start the Year

GIVING THANKS There is no specific time for Thanksgiving, if you go by my philosophy. One should always be thankful for what one has received. For me, what I received yesterday was something very special and memorable – my first brevet medal. People who follow my cycling life used to ask aren’t I already a…

Finding Unusual Ways to Celebrate the Birthday

REARVIEW MIRROR Last month I had completed one more year of existence. As years pass by, I become more rigid against the idea of celebrating my birthday. I have lived my life, and there is nothing much to celebrate. Rather, the celebration should be in the everyday life, not limited to a single day. I…

Dangerous Ride 2: The Century That Wasn’t

There is a ladybird in the corner of my rear-view mirror. I didn’t think for a moment that you can’t see reflections of flying objects in the mirror, let alone ladybirds. How wonderful it would be if I could see reflection of birds and insects in the mirror, I can’t keep thinking, until I saw the ladybird grow and manifest itself as an SUV. I heard the horn blaring and I stretched my hand to indicate that I am turning right. After the turn, I noticed that the sky is slowly turning to yellow, and then to golden brown. My pace had slowed down.

Anatomy of a Dangerous Ride

CYCLING STORIES Fast, yes, real fast… for the first time, I felt my heartbeats are louder than anything else I hear. The real problem with feeling danger while on the saddle is that you can’t just close your eyes, and let it pass. This year, I made a resolution to ride deeper into the city,…

The Mystery Blogger Award

AWARD It has been 14 years since I started blogging. It is the first time I am being nominated for any award. Not that I deserve an award, there is nothing award-worthy in my blogging efforts. I keep writing only when I feel like writing and mostly when that feeling coincides with some such situations…

Not Just Another ‘How-To’ Book

BOOK REVIEW With the new developments on my legs (getting slightly beyond the ‘shut up legs’ phase), I’m putting more efforts on words, and less on the saddle. This book that I came across not just added to my curiosity, it also helped heal some old wounds. Almost everyone gets excited a few seconds after…

Another Tenzing Inspires Confidence

BOOKS A very close friend once sadly mentioned that her husband is suffering from depression, and that she is trying to help him out. I suggested that she give him some travel books to read. Books have always had a healing effect on me whether I am recovering from a mental trauma or a physical…

That Killer Ride

CYCLING STORIES “Do you have an Allen key?” he asked while I was about to overtake him. I slowed down and looked for some shade to keep away from the winter rain. We couldn’t find any tree or bus shelter, so we decided to step down right on the roadside and get the problem solved….