The new photo was clicked by my friend Pooja two days ago in Narayan Peth, Pune while the old one was clicked just off the town of Suratgarh in Rajasthan in the second half of 1992.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
me (2010) Vs. me (1992)
Pooja clicked this picture for me, and I remembered that my mother had clicked a picture of me on my bike back in 1992. I was 8 years old, and I had a little bike. It was small and nice, and I've had many many good times and accidents on it. comparing these two pictures I realised that my face hasn't changed a bit since then... thats the only thing that hasn't changed, though...
Sunday, December 13, 2009
my first century ride...
9 hours, uphill climbs and blissful downhill paths, some breathtaking views, harsh sun, bad roads, a few chocolates, many litres of water and 120 kms later, we reached Mangao from Pune via Tamhini. the plan was to reach Diveagar that evening, but I exhausted all my energy reserves. Managed to reach Mangao, only to see off Ankur and Aditya continuing on their Konkan cycling tour before I and my bicycle caught the next bus to Pune. Reached home safely, a bit tired and very sad for not being able to ride all the way to Diveagar… quite a day... The first day of November two thousand and nine A.D
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Yeeeeeeeehhhaaaaaaaa!!!!
gets me back to those times... I had that old ladies cycle. and I would ride around the park without hands... and I fell, got hurt... and did it all over again...
So I took a 'look ma no hands' shot for the first time... worked! I guess I'm better at it now... until I fall with my camera
So I took a 'look ma no hands' shot for the first time... worked! I guess I'm better at it now... until I fall with my camera
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Sometimes, you have to carry the cycle before it carries you...
It was one of those days today. Had a crazy little adventure.
The day didn't start too well for me. My toothbrush decided to disappear and i was already late for badminton. Cycling and badminton helped me to dispel all the negative energy accumulated from morning. That didn't help much as I had to make an emergency site visit... the site being 30 kms away and given the humidity and heat, I decided to drive. I was even more frustrated by the time I came home. So I decided to call everyone over to Kollage cafe, Law college road for a group therapy session. Our group therapy sessions include making fun of each other, exchanging sometimes useful- sometimes redundant information, planning more cycle rides and eating ...Getting there was not a problem but coming back, unfortunately- was... It's the first day of Navratri...
Law college road was blocked till Nal stop... bumper to bumper traffic. We rode till the canal road signal on the mostly pedestrian free footpath, but that signal was impossible to negotiate riding or walking with the cycle. So Aditya and I lifted our cycles over our head, carried them through the stagnant traffic on to the one-way canal road where we rode on the cycle track till SNDT and under the flyover to Karve Road... Some people jeered, some laughed... maybe it was good entertainment for the poor stuck people.
I just wanted to tell the motorists... 'hey... I'm reaching home in 10 mins... and you?' ;)
Never felt more alive!
The day didn't start too well for me. My toothbrush decided to disappear and i was already late for badminton. Cycling and badminton helped me to dispel all the negative energy accumulated from morning. That didn't help much as I had to make an emergency site visit... the site being 30 kms away and given the humidity and heat, I decided to drive. I was even more frustrated by the time I came home. So I decided to call everyone over to Kollage cafe, Law college road for a group therapy session. Our group therapy sessions include making fun of each other, exchanging sometimes useful- sometimes redundant information, planning more cycle rides and eating ...Getting there was not a problem but coming back, unfortunately- was... It's the first day of Navratri...
Law college road was blocked till Nal stop... bumper to bumper traffic. We rode till the canal road signal on the mostly pedestrian free footpath, but that signal was impossible to negotiate riding or walking with the cycle. So Aditya and I lifted our cycles over our head, carried them through the stagnant traffic on to the one-way canal road where we rode on the cycle track till SNDT and under the flyover to Karve Road... Some people jeered, some laughed... maybe it was good entertainment for the poor stuck people.
I just wanted to tell the motorists... 'hey... I'm reaching home in 10 mins... and you?' ;)
Never felt more alive!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Put some fun between your legs...
Yea! i say...
The experience can vary from intense pain to extreme nirvana!
Go ride!
The experience can vary from intense pain to extreme nirvana!
Go ride!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
no more DIY's ... just paid big money for this stuff...
Bought this from Karthik, rider... From Bangalore.... except the bag. That was from BOTS store.
I was actually supposed to get a set for Ankur, but ended up buying for my cycle too... Enough DIY's i think... i'm not so smart to succeed at all this.
but, lets hope my cycle looks funky enough!
I was actually supposed to get a set for Ankur, but ended up buying for my cycle too... Enough DIY's i think... i'm not so smart to succeed at all this.
but, lets hope my cycle looks funky enough!
Monday, August 31, 2009
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