Bengaluru
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My most frequent fitness activity the past few months have been walking. I have always been a walker and have found immense peace and contentment just walking. My walking got some new meaning after I read in the book Sapiens how our forager ancestors used to spend much of their roaming in the forest gathering…
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A flyer pasted on my dance class notice board had in bold colorful lettering ‘Why do you dance? What do you feel when you dance?’ and the like. It was amusing when I saw it first, but I keep coming back to those questions every now and then. I used to learn dance over the…
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We all know the importance of friends and the fun (and occasional irritations) they bring in one’s life. And if a friendship persists for a long time, it can be satisfying to watch your friend grow and evolve along with you and appreciate how far you have come in your own paths. Maintaining friendships takes…
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I have always been a walker. I was lucky to attend a college which was within a couple of kilometers from my house. So most days I would walk back home. The pleasant Bangalore weather and walkable roads definitely helped. This habit has stuck along and I take a walk daily now as well. I…
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Imagine walking down a street after a lunch with friends, still indulged in animated conversation with them. Suddenly you run into a another long forgotten friend coming down from the other side. Its both delightful and pleasantly surprising. I have had such encounters many times now, meeting known faces in least expected circumstances. Being born,…
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Being a Bangalorean and staying in the same city accords me some privileges. One major one is option to visit my relatives and friends. At least pre-pandemic, that meant an invitation to an array of weddings, naming ceremonies and other myriad social events which make the fabric of an extended Indian family. One thing you…
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Well a small disclaimer before we begin – Darshinis are an experience on their own and no justice can be done in a single blog post. But some thoughts for now… Nothing like walking into your local darshini and having an open butter masala dose and filter coffee. Well yes the crowd at the counter…
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