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Yet Another Facet I Call ‘Me’!

“Life begins at the end of your comfort zone” used to buzz in my ears as I used to sink back under my comforter. And the few days that I did run and cycled it was no motivational gibberish or any stories or the wish of weight loss that used to play in my head but pure simple counting numbers and trying to breathe in tune were my saviors. So I got up, ran, crossed my own limits, bought a cycle, took pictures with it to post on FB, took some more time to take it out, made some rounds with it, improved on that and then DONE! Practice was over and with an unsure heart just stood there at the starting line on the D-Day of Duathlon and finished it.

Then came the realization! I gave myself a nice gift on the eve of my 31st birthday, my first Duathlon medal! 😀


Now, for the record, the Great Hyderabad Adventure Club (GHAC) Duathlon was conducted on 20th October 2013 and consisted of 5KM run, 20KM cycling followed by 3KM run. And I could finish it within 2 hour 17 minutes.

Did I mention my major inspirations behind the participation? Here are they 😀


The HKMites Ajit sir, Ram n Me 🙂

And the personal photography & cheer-leading team consisting of Hubby, Rahul and Suvidha 😀


And now the beautiful memories of the event as it went and captured in pixels.


I sure enjoyed the run; both 5km and 3km…


Cycling back proved to be a pain!!!


The spirit of sportsmanship; Ram continued even after much pain and Sir helped like a true inspiration 🙂


A piece of cake!


Ram sure had an injury day!!! But kudos for continuing and finishing it even with a much better timing than me!


Uff ye ada!! 😀


U sure proved ur mettle!!!


The satisfied me! 😀

An eventful day ended with a nice group dinner at Mast Kalandar and now I am looking for the next such event to enjoy the gala time again 🙂 . Thanks GHAC for such a nice event.

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A Fun Filled Krav Maga Team Outing – Part I

It was a CW Proposal. If you are wondering what or who this highly confidential sounding CW is, then here is the answer – CW denotes Mr. Clarence Wong, the never exhaustive activity think-tank in our energetic Hyderabad Krav Maga family. Now, to catch up on the trail let’s come back to the ‘CW Proposal’ which was a quick trip to Medak Church and the nearby dam. So, on a fine Saturday afternoon, divided in four cars, we started our trip.

The group on the trip


The journey that ensued created a string of fun-filled moments that till date we cherish. For instance the memorable detour of our Sir ji and Rahul; their pakoda picnic on the way while the rest of us was trying to get them back with us thinking they are having a hard time finding the way back!

medak2Sir n Rahul before taking off to their detour! 😀

We also did experience being ‘stranded’ in the middle of a highway, that also sitting in a moving car due a spectacular difference in speed between the three other cars! While CW’s mean-machine zoomed passed ours, there was no sign of Sir’s Yeti cause of his cautious driving 😀 . The only relief was the occasional view of Kaushik’s car which signaled that we’re on the right way!

knThat’s KN’s car; our relief!

And at last we reached! The rain started by that time creating a lovely weather but also hurrying us up on the way back. So, here are some quick treat to eyes, the places that we visited –

churchThe Medak Church, our main trip attraction.

medak4A view from the Church entrance of the rain drenched pathway.

dam 1Trip attraction No: 2; Medak Dam

dam2A lovely water bed near the dam.

And as the evening darkness was setting in fast, conniving with the cloudy weather, we had to start our return journey ASAP. But a lovely and memorable trip was this one paving way for many more in the days to come 🙂

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Life Begins @30!!!


The numbers are just a trick played by your mind ‘polished’ with social conventions, norms, rules, customs and other blah n blahs! You can always check the strength of these so called ‘guardians’, the ideas, against the natural element, say for instance water, and washed these shackles will be for sure; freeing you and giving a chance to be yourself!

So, here I started; moused through the RSVP platform and found myself at the start of an amazing weekend trip, my very first adventure trip to Dandeli; yonder to the white water of River Kali. I flowed, drowned, floated, choked, laughed, screamed, survived and LIVED!

Several stages of being one with the nature woven together, thanks to modern technology!


The rocking ride.


The much ‘awaited’ collision!


The ‘content’ n thoroughly happy me 🙂


A chatty gathering of the thrilled group around the camp-fire. The warmth ensued from those flames paved way for dreams untold…


A peaceful night out in the tent amid the nature, twinkling starts and night chill.


Starting off for the next installment of fun. The whole group together.



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Krav Maga for LIFE

I cannot remember what was my reaction when I first heard the name of this martial art form. Neither can I recall the feelings while visiting the dojo for the first time. All that unfamiliar feelings, however, are changed now; replaced with a smile, a vibe of life, cause Krav Maga has become an indispensable part of my life. Krav Maga for ‘life’, truly!

Martial art, like many other traditions of India, has always been there, embedded in the main stream of life, but passed into oblivion. I cannot but feel a bout of sadness to see that the moment ‘martial art’ is uttered, all that the common folks remember is the Far East, the legends and contemporary practitioners, not in the real life arena but in the reel life. Not that it is bad; not that I don’t respect those famous figures who have ‘earned’ their fame through rigorous practice and not by chance. But the itching part is, very few of us are aware of our indigenous martial art forms like “Gatka”, “Silambam” or “Kalaripayattu” though fortunately the last one has gained some mileage now. On the contrary, it is almost ironical to see there is no dearth of karate or kung-fu masters (at least in their words, if not in action or practice) that you’ll meet in every nook and corner in India. Finding the ‘real master’ is to find the needle in the haystack! But that’s a different story. What my point is, you will easily find many people familiar even with the names like Muay Thai, Taekwondo, various styles of Kung-Fu so on and so forth, but very few who are truly aware of our indigenous martial art forms! And it is almost a relief that I feel seeing very few people actually know of Krav Maga cause those who ‘know’, are really aware of this practical form of martial art. A BIIIIIIG relief, I would say. Call me a deterrent material on the way of popularity for Krav Maga, but I really do not wish my dearest form of martial art gaining popularity through fake practitioners. Let it be exclusive, but let it be practiced by those who love this art from their hearts and not for their ‘reel-life’ inspired portrait of martial arts.

And so, here I go again. Unlike many girls and like some, I was enthusiastic about learning martial arts during my academic life. But ‘like’ many Bengali parents cancelling the ‘unlikely’ breach of common Bengali traditions doled out for girls, I was prescribed a doze of practice – not instrumental but vocal feats of music – Classical, Rabindra-sangeet, Nazrul-Geeti and so on!!! So my dear dream of training in martial arts went into a slumber for almost 18 years before it was shaken and stirred up by the chance meeting with Krav Maga, through my dear hubby. And the story began.

It is only 5 months now, that we are practicing Krav and already in love with this practical form of self-defense techniques. And if the chance meeting with Krav Maga was not enough, we’ve got luckier to get an enthusiastic team of fellow Kravists, all training under the experienced instructor, the talented Mr. Ajit Varma, the ‘Sir’, our sir 🙂 .

We all look forward to the promising 48 hours; may be some of us begin our Monday thinking that 5 more days to go to the ‘promised hour’!!! I did it and still do it. But now I look forward to even more exciting 3 hours within that 48 hours; the 3 hours that have given a motive to my life (not that I didn’t have any; after all waiting for the next End of the Season Sale can also be motive enough :D), something without which weekends become meaningless to me and it is Krav Maga, it is the dojo, the familiar faces and the comforting, stout presence of Sir that make me feel that yes, life is worth living.

A journey that started in August 2012 at the 360° Fitness center, the location of the Hyderabad dojo of Krav Maga India, a part of the renowned International Krav Maga Federation (IKMF), is still in its nascent state; but promising enough to get me addicted and look forward to a long-term association with the art form, with the honorable instructors and with the bunch of crazy-unique fellow Kravists.

Krav Maga – bringing lives together, weaving the dreams and passions for A BETTER LIFE.

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Finished for the day and for the week……

Finished for the day and for the week…now weekend masti… :D…It was an usual low key Friday as always…dragged myself to work…started the day and then flew with the wave of the day as it took me…except for experimenting with widgets and templates of my blog, nothing much interesting happened…However, the day WAS different but on a negative pitch…It was the last day in ESS for Shoaib and we had to bid him adieu though it was obvious that right from top management to his colleagues, none was willing to say goodbye to him…

I should mention about Shoaib here…a person in whom I have seen the amazing combination of contemporary style and deep devotion to his religion…always cool, suave and standing tall (literally) tat is Shoaib , as I have seen him…I would miss the moments we have shared in the office – those mail-wars, biscuit and chocolate sharing…his blessings and prayers at every sadness that I have shared with him and above all his wits….Shoaib can easily be an example for many to follow and revere….I do WISH that he can lead his life in a better and meaningful way no matter which state or which country he goes in.


Parting ways; Shoaib in the middle

And so the day ended…with much fake smiles and genuine sadness reflecting in every eye, with much said and much more kept inside heart, with goodbyes or see you later (as Shoiab would say) the day ended for me and we, all travelers of life, moved to the next chapter…

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My Hyderabad Life – An Intro

One year I have completed in this city – Hyderabad. I never had much thought or apprehension of what life is going to be in a big city all alone for the first time. Yet I started; and started encountering events, people and colors of life which I have never thought can take place in my life!!! And yet, yes…so many things happened, changed my perception of life…changed me and still going on. That’s why I feel the urge to enter at least some of those events, life in general…as I have spent so far, as I am spending now…and so here is a beginning…

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