This is what happens when you have too much “Indian spirits”

Teabreak with a twist: went for a 10 km run with my brother in Durgapur where he and our sister were born. Took a tea break at a memorable place.

If you can see the tree with white mark on my brother’s right – it was on that road right there, one evening twenty years and two months back, while taking an evening stroll with Sharmila, I had asked her straight and simple – ring, rose and getting on a knee be darned – if she would marry me. My biggest worry was whether she would stand up to her and my parents – none of whom would approve of our marriage. I was counting on her street cred of fierce independence, stubbornness and sense of self determination.

That evening, she summoned all those strengths in her and told me point blank -“No” 🙂

Saktigarh-er langcha? Check!!!

When your Indian mom says “you are looking better this time” (“ebare dekhte bhalo laagchhey”), you know you have put on weight 🙂

Early morning another 5 mile run with my brother in dense fog. My personal best time of the day!