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Three Stages

There are three stages of running a runner always experiences..

The air beneath in his feet,
The sound of him breathing in his chest,
The throb in his head and finally,
The mind over matter stage.

That's four stages. Not three.

(Began running after nearly 5 years today and am glad its a beginning)

50 Dishes to try in Delhi

So a friend shared a list that made me weep and howl for the lack of check marks I could have put against it. None the less. For the benefit of those in Oman and nations even further away, here is a list of places that I need to check in soon.

In random order.
Peeli Dal at Shakahari, Chawri BazarFish Fry at Ganesh, Karol Bagh ( Gurudwara Chowk)Bedmi Aloo near Naugarha, Chandni ChowkAloo Tikki at Natraj Cafe, Chandni ChowkPapri Chaat outside UPSC Building, Shahjahan RoadKakori Kebabs at Aap Ki Khatir, Khan MarketCream Chicken Kebabs at Salim's, Khan MarketChicken Tikka Rolls at Khan Chacha, Khan MarketChicken Changezi at Chicken Planet, Tyre Market, Near FilmistanPoori Aloo of Ramchand, Chhota Bazar, ShahdaraChhole Bhature at Odeon Sweets, Bhagat Singh Marg, Gole MarketMutton Dish at Ashok Meat Dhaba, Shop No. 42, Subhash Chowk, Sadar BazarCP Chicken Pepper Steak at United Coffee House, E- Block, Inner CircleDal Meat at Embassy, D- Block, Inner CircleTomato Fish at Kwality, Regal Bu…

Dinner - III

A post after nearly a month or more. Continuing the promise I made to write about encounters over meals, this one gets me nearly close to the one a month target I set for myself in Jan. The past encounters listed here and here can be read if anyone missed the last two.

The two people I managed to get supper and brunch with happen to be known people. However, the amount people tell you about themselves over a meal can be a bit more than what they would normally do.
Bro - No one can call her that although she would call anyone and everyone the same faster than you can say.... A chance decision of a quick bite in the last few months she would say she has at work (and still not leave) made this dinner almost a quick dash. It was fun at this place opp IIT Delhi at a cafe covered in post it notes. Makes for an excellent disguise for flaking walls. You loose track where the wall was bad and where it had the post its. The meal was fun. She spoke, I listened. That is always how its been and ho…