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Leap Of Faith

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 I wasn't particularly interested in skydiving, but more intrigued about the experience.  So, a month later, when my cousins and I were considering our Dubai itinerary, I joked that we should go skydiving. My cousins still have no idea it was a joke.  But to my amazement, one of the cousins promptly said, "If you want, I'm in". And just like that, I was faced with a dilemma. To help with my quandary, I looked up the cost of skydiving, and it was a clear no.  But, being the adventurous person that I am, I decided to go for it. I saw an opportunity and realized I needed to take advantage of it.   I was excited. All I could think about was how exciting it would be to jump from a plane.  My cousin however has his own doubts. As terrified as he was, he wasn't sure if he could skydive with his glasses on, and he didn't want to miss out on the view. Until he communicated his unsurety to me, I assumed it was happening. I didn't want to leave him behind because we

To everything that does not go as planned

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 It was now my turn to identify myself and explain why I was there. Even though I knew the answer in my head, once I started talking, I couldn't help but underline how much I enjoy trekking. I even mentioned that I would not know how miserable I would go if I didn’t trek. it is true that since my very first Himalayan trek in 2016, my passion for trekking has only gotten stronger.  We were a group of 24 people along with 2 trek guides and one trek leader. My first reaction as we sat down for our first briefing in the common area was that it is a quite big group to trek with. It didn't disturb me because I was completely focused on my journey. Then it was simply about me going on a trek. I was ready for whatever discomfort that could arise during the hike. In truth, this journey wasn't simply another trek; I wanted to step out of my comfort zone.  It wasn't my first winter trek, so I had an edge in knowing what to expect. I expected sleepless nights, unbearable cold, the

Beginning!!!

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I dial the number mentioned on the site of PedalThirst Adventures. I was curious to know if there is any upcoming cycling ride that I can participate in. Saideep, person on the other end of the call, immediately gives me details of a ride that is scheduled in just 2 weeks. He called it “Dandeli Expedition”, 4 days cycling expedition covering about 200 Kms of forest Land of Karnataka.  I only ask him one question and that was if I will be able to do as haven’t cycled in ages. Very modestly, He says that there will be a support vehicle following you and if any time you are tired, you can sit in a vehicle until you are ready to cycle again.  I enrolled in next 5 mins, feeling super excited. This would be my first ever cycling expedition. It gave me chill to think about an unknown, unfamiliar adventure I was to embark upon. I was confident about my fitness since I have been working out for months now. I said to myself you will do it like it is nothing. I was wrong. Just a night before I

Serendipity

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  I finished a 3-week Yoga Teacher Training Course in July 2023. It was a 200 hour long residential program. I have to say opting for the course is one of the best decisions I have made.  I hadn't planned to write about it, but when I got home a few days later, I was suddenly inspired to do so, and here it is. Working in an IT world has its ups and downs .Sometimes work is chaotic, with lengthy office hours and tiresome calls. Sometimes not so much.  With my last project, I had some free time. As there was some gap between my aspirations and the role, I wasn’t much inspired to work. I kept myself busy with reading, paintings, and afternoon naps. After a while, I started to feel dull.  I was losing interest in accomplishing anything. The best part of my day was waking up early and heading to the gym. That was all. I knew I needed a change, so I started looking for hobbies that would keep me focused for extended periods of time while not seeming mundane. How I ended up on the Yoga

And this is my story

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  A year ago, I decided to create my own blogging site. I knew I wanted to share my experiences with others. I knew I wanted to share my ideas and perspectives with the world. I wanted to connect with the world through my writing. I hoped to find others who had gone through similar experiences. I wanted to let folks know they weren't alone. Pain can make even the best of us believe we are alone; it certainly made me feel that way. Hence additional to my journals, I started writing articles for my site. However, I could never trust that my articles were excellent enough for publication. They weren't very good in my opinion. I could see that my vocabulary was limited and still is. I could see how bad my writing skills were. In a world full of talented writers and bloggers, my writings did not appear to cut it. To be honest, I rejected my own writings even before anyone else got a chance to read. Naturally, my articles remained on my laptop unread by anyone but me. Reading too