I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and decided to quit at that point rather than try and finish the race and worsen my injury. It took a lot more mental courage to pull out than it did to sign up and train. I had promised Sumit I would come back whole and not broken. Next morning, I took the flight back home. I cried for many many days though. I will go back another year soon, because I know I am persistent.
If there is a storm, then there will be calmness as well.
If there is darkness, then bright light will follow soon.
If there are mountains to climb, then there are rivers to swim too.
If you can walk, then you can indeed run too
And see you at the finish line.
I waited patiently for I knew that the cocoon will take its own time to crack open and the butterfly will be out in the open.
It puzzles me that I see so few women who look like me at races despite living in a country that has top notch facilities for athletes – and have found that a lot of the barriers that women in India face are present across the diaspora as well.
“You’re so much more than the numbers on your plus size lingerie”
I got married in a business family, and no sooner I entered my in-law’s place, all maids at home were given permanent off from their duties.
I was a full-time maid now. Right from washing the clothes, utensils, cooking, and every little chore was my responsibility.
I have no regret; instead, I am grateful to my mother-in-law for teaching me patience.
Endurance sports require strict discipline, hard work, and a tough mind. It sharpens your thought process and decision-making ability.
Getting married or having kids is no reason to stop you from achieving your dreams. Never stop learning, never stop dreaming, and be happy for yourself and on your own.
Sid wanted to be on his own; he knew where it was heading, he knew I was behind him and was confident that he would not wander anywhere, but I tried to instill fear in him out of my insecurity.
It took me 15 years to build up both physically and mentally.
It’ll take me several years more to move out of the guilt for being so harsh on my child.
Fury of a teen mom, grinding my teeth and seething !
Karma..my dear boy..Karma!
Happy children’s day to all of you and hug your kids a bit tighter today as many don’t have this privilege