New Sense

Today marks the 5th anniversary of my blog. Its amazing looking back at the time I first created this space, I wouldn’t have ever imagined being where I am today… Thru the many phases of life in these years this space has always been and will hopefully remain a little sacred to me.

According to my profile page of the blog, it turns out that I had crossed my 1000th post a couple of posts back Well here are some stats from that page:
Created on 2005-05-20 10:45:17
1001 posts. 3,926 comments received, 2,954 comments posted

A special thank you to all my readers, its you who has kept me motivated to eventually see this day. Hope have enjoyed and will continue to enjoy my little space on the Internet

I guess we can tell a lot about ourselves, by what we think about in situations of need… Last week, on my way back home in the evening; an odd combination of my bike, a layer of sand on the road and a speed breaker had me making ‘unanticipated’ contact with the road. The ‘event’ left me with a decent amount of scars but what amazed me was what I thought about just after the accident.

Firstly about the accident, my mechanic informed me later that my bike’s breaks were on the edge and that my rear wheel had suffered a puncture… Both very good reasons for the accident to happen, but in combination I have a strong feeling was the cause.

I remember the moments before the accident very well and that only adds to the surprise that I cant think of anything I could have done to avoid it (besides maybe taking another route)… The next thing I remember is picking myself up and checking to see the damage…

I remember looking at the palm of my right hand, it had three bruises with the skin barely hanging on… Then I glanced at my right knee, there was a hole torn thru my blue denims(not a good sign)… There were two bruises on my right knee…

The first thing I think about: Can I still run the 10k run in three weeks time? Quick assessment in my head and I hope I can be running fit in two weeks(ambitious I know), I even move my leg to see how bad the damage is… Seems fine (the actual damage would be known only the next day).

The next thing I think about: My fingers are fine… good I can work! I am not a workaholic by any sense of the word and this thought didn’t convince me otherwise, I was just happy I wouldn’t be held back for the next couple of weeks coz of this silly accident.

Back to the present day: I believe it was my drive to get back onto my feet but whatever it was, the palm is almost entirely healed there is a small pinch of pain if the area of the wound is touched but that is almost nothing… The leg is much better too, I can walk easily without leaving a hint that I am injured but cant fold my legs to sit on the floor yet.

With four days to go to the run; I might just make it… My last run which was the day before the accident was 7km run that took me 46 minutes. At that time I was hoping to run the 10k in 50-55min but with the injury I will be happy to repeat the 59min time I achieved last year.

Last year preparing for the run felt a lot like ‘Rocky‘ for me. All I was hoping to do was to finish the run and prove to myself that I could do it… Looks like the feeling is back again this year…

I’ve never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful. ~Author Unknown

I have an unexplainable connection with Buddhist Monasteries, during my travels I have consistently found peace and solace in the heart of these holy walls. This photo was taken during my first ever visit to a Buddhist Monastery. The monk with the prayer beads and the disarming smile was an obvious choice for the portrait.

When i watched Forrest Gump for the first time, I was clearly amazed by the movie. There were so many inspirational parts in the movie that it became in many ways an important part of my life. One of the sequences in the movie had Forrest a young confused man take to running non stop across the continent of North America. In the movie the run is shown under the light of a search for spirituality & answers.

Ever since i watched Forrest Gump I have always wondered on the rewards of simply running away into the distance. I always looked at it and was amazed at this man’s ability to run into the wilderness without thinking twice about what the next turn had in store.
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She realized very soon that the business model of the sale of sea shells so close to the sea was actually not very smart.
Unfortunately for her, this was one story that was going to be repeated over and over again…

This picture taken at Muzhappilangad beach around a year ago… Another one of my favorite macro shots