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Bhatti Mines Ultra
March 9, 2025 There is more to basketball than basketball and there is more to life than basketball. -Phil Jackson 1–2 minutes I wanted to run with people, and Bhatti Mines Ultra provided that opportunity. I was also very grateful that there is a running community that organises races in parts of Delhi filled with trees. This race was organised beautifully with volunteers at aid stations…
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SRT Ultra
#revolution
"Cultivate the formless mindset that "things have no fixed form." and let go of the arrogance of “I exist” that lurks in the mind. Then you will live with a peaceful mind." Buddha (Sutta Nipata 342)
"ものには定まった姿が無い、という無相のおもいを修せよ。我ありと思う慢心のような、心に潜む傲慢をすてよ。そうすれば汝は心静まったものとして日々を送るであろう。"
ー ブッダ (ｽｯﾀ･ﾆﾊﾟｰﾀ 『小なる章』342)
Master of puppets!
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Coming downhill is tough!
Plays that I worked on.
Absurdo, directed by Varoon and Gaurav from Kaivalya Plays I started working on Absurdo in October of 2023. I didn’t know that we will be working on many stories from different authors. Which meant the linear style of theatre narrative wasn’t going to be there. So, maintaining a strong form was essential while moving from one story to another. …दरारें directed by Akshay Raheja This play was…
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Joseph Bar, Panaji, Goa
Joseph Bar, Panaji, Goa
Fontainhas, Panaji, Goa
Fontainhas, Panaji, Goa
Fontainhas, Panaji, Goa
Fontainhas, Panaji, Goa
Church, Aguada Fort, Goa
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Father
Daughter and Father
Self Portrait
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Pictures from Goa
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Hello. To the times that we are living in, where we like to quantify. Put a number to activities and living. Let me add to it!
Well, I'm glad that I recorded 100 km of my running. What does that even mean? I'm not sure. What it does to me is feel a little elated about my abilities. The context is I have not run for almost two years due to a knee injury.
This is a poem by Kunwar Narayan.
Numbers don't mean anything. The poet says that there is no difference between winning everything and not giving up.
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Goa(II)
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GOA
February-April, 2023 This post is to let you all know what I was up to for these two months. Where was I? What was I doing? Firstly, why would I like you to know all these details? I guess it matters to me. And why this particular platform? For me there is some meaning here and character. So, I was in Goa. Specifically, in a small remote village called Karmane, South Goa. I was volunteering…
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Jamia
November to January I am backtracking what I’ve done in the past year or so. This post is about the classes that I teach at Jamia Milia Islamia. I teach ‘Acting for Animators’ for Masters in Animation and Visual Effects students. Last year when I was doing this course online, I asked them before the start of every class – why do you think ‘acting’ for animators. They came with their answers,…
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PEOPLE UNDER FLYOVER.
Every time I walk towards my dojo, i see them. Waking up- brushing their teeth or drinking tea or washing their face. Some of them are still under their blankets. There are more women than men in their tribe.
I have seen them smiling and eating or talking to each other. I see them leading a life openly under the flyover - there is a certain ease and acceptance.
Yesterday, i felt moved by looking at them. This does not happen so often. I was wondering how they are living with the noise of vehicles and dust flowing. I mask myself when I walk along that road. I was wondering how they are living with this burning heat- the summers of Delhi. I got down from the metro - which for me was too cold- to go to the dojo. I was wondering what we are doing for them? Can we do something? How can I bring some more ease and relief or joy. Maybe less hardship.
It's been more than a week since I have started to run again. Run again? - after the ligament injury that i sustained while performing a jump for a theatre performance.
It has been quite an uphill task not to run again but negotiating with the urge and joy of running after the injury. I realised how I missed running after running the first mile. I read today that our calves are our second lungs- they maintain the flow of blood in the lower part of the body. To run more - here's the link for the poem that talks about achieving and not giving up. And how they are the same.
P.s- I have logged in close to 40km.
This is a poem by Kunwar Narayan.
