Showing posts with label “They Inspire”. Show all posts
Showing posts with label “They Inspire”. Show all posts

Sunday, March 21, 2021

The Object of Inspiration.... Paying it Forward


As I stood there cheering them, I knew I was part of something momentous, something so bigger than me but yet so humbling. I beamed proudly as the HoD handed them a certificate and a memento to mark the  occasion. I stood there proudly beaming, trying to capture the moment in a photograph, as my friends Maya and Chaitanya Basrur completed their hundred platelets donation as a couple at the Tata Memorial Hospital. It was such a beautiful coincidence that we all got the same slot for the donation, letting me be part of such a momentous occasion.


We all had our own reasons why we started donating platelets. I remember Maya and I discussing this while we ran from Mira Road to Gorai Beach. We had different reasons but a singular objective, that is to do our bit, and in our own small way make a difference to society, in our own way, save a life. It wasn’t like we had inspired each other. Maya and Chaitanya had long since been donating before I started. I started donating platelets in memory of my Godmother, my Tatu, who had passed away because of Lung Cancer.


I admit that I felt a pang of jealousy when I saw  them donating all through lockdown and I wasn’t being called. Unke platelets main kya hain jo mere platelets main nahin hain? Just kidding! But yes we were driven by the need to do some good. Through our posts we tried to shine a light on platelets donation and try to encourage others to become donors too.


In the running community you find people who love to be recognised, who love to have their moment in the sun. They want to be ambassadors and influencers. One day you find them with one brand, the next you find them with another brand. One day with one group the next day with another group. They may be deserving, or they may be not, it’s not for me to say, not for me to judge. It could be they were using the brand as a mean to gain popularity, or the brands and races using their followers as way to push their races, their products. All through this you keep wondering what difference were they making to the running community? How were they helping the community as a whole besides pushing theirs and the brand’s popularity, as done when you see every Tom, Dick and Harry named as influencers for a brand. Or a famous personality fronting a group when you know exactly what’s going on behind it all.


But one thing I’ve realised, majority of the people, runners or not, and even running groups, brands and races, look at what’s in it for them. Very rarely you find people who are selfless, or organisers and brands who put the safety of the runner in the forefront, or work towards making a difference by supporting those in need. And trust me you had a lot of scope to do so as there were so many runners who needed support.


My friends Maya and Chaitanya fall in the rare category of humans who do things selflessly, who gave without thinking what would they get in return. Making a difference and saving a life was a reward in itself. And if they could be the object of inspiration for anyone to become a donor, then that’s the cherry on the cake that they shared with many others, a way to pay it forward.


We may have not directly inspired each other, we always have kept each other motivated, whether in words of encouragement, or the best machine to donate on, we have managed keep each other motivated, and in our own way had helped affect a change.


So as I was asked by Maya to be in a picture with her and Chaitanya it made me proud that I could join them and be part of their journey. And though the number of time I’ve donated  platelets would be dwarfed by the number of times they donated, I know that there’s no race between us, but somewhere we have a feeling of gratitude that we can make a difference, be the object that inspires, to pay it forward.

Sunday, August 04, 2019

The Jolly Running Soul

When out on your run you and you hear a voice calling out to you, don’t cower, don’t be afraid and runaway from it, it isn’t the voice of God calling out to you the way it did to Samuel or David. If you look you’ll see a short, slightly stout gentleman, with a slight potbelly and a balding crown, calling out to you, running towards you, waving at you with great enthusiasm. Don’t runaway from it, don’t assume he’s one of those crazies, just run to him cause your in for a really warm, genuine hug, one of the best you’ve experienced, one that the doctor recommended any day.

It’s easy to dismiss him as just another runner, but he’s so much more than that. He is disciplined and diligent, never missing a training session, never missing an opportunity to run (though his form when he does those drill may be far from perfect), you’ll always see him completing the mileage he set out to do.

But that’s not the only reason that makes him special. He’s such jolly, cheery and enthusiastic running soul, and his enthusiasm is infectious. He in many ways reminds me of a Laughing Buddha, always smiling, always cheery, always jolly. It so easy to get wrapped up in his cheeriness, his enthusiasm, his joy. He exudes a warmth that is felt in every hug, that fills your heart with joy, a recharge you never knew you needed, or your desperately needed.

He such a loving and warm soul that no matter which side of the road you are on he will always call out to you, cheer you on, greet you with his warm smile, and if you should find yourself on the same side of the road, will grab you in a bear hug. Seeing him always brings a smile on ones face.

He is truly one of the few runners who is always cheery when you see him, always smiling, always supporting and cheering your on. Someone you can’t help but smile with him. Truly unique person, a gem, a one of a kind runner, a true Jolly Running Soul.


Tuesday, October 24, 2017

The Fighter

There’s is this little chap
That you may very well know
Who is always eager for some action
Always up for a fight 
Throw him in an arena
And he will fight a good fight
Giving up is not something he knows
Failure is not a word in his dictionary

When push comes to shoves
He will be there for you
To fight for your honour
Your champion in battle
But he’s no knight in shining armour
And you are no damsel in distress 
Well maybe a fool 
Who’s unnecessarily stressed

He’ll be there for you
When you need him the most
Your support and your strength 
He’ll never let you go
Nor will he let you down
Always there to catch you when you fall
A shoulder to cry on
Someone to console you
Someone who believes in you

When the chips are down
And all seems lost
He will be there to egg you on
Though the world may seem against you and even give up on you
He will always be there 
By your side, your friend and guide


He will never judge you
Or try to rearrange you
He will never forsake you
Nor will he move away from you
He will always be there for you
Patient and strong
Though he may not comply
To your every whims and fancies
He will always do what’s best for you

Though he’s a fighter
He’s never violent 
A tender caring person is he 
The fight he fights leaves no wound
Nor does it leave anyone
Bloodied And battered 
He’s no coward, 
He will fight to the very end

But sometimes he’s subdued 
Chained by our actions and emotions
Caged in the prisons of beliefs
Release him and no challenge 
will be too great
No problem unsolvable 
No mountain unsurmountable
He knows no fear
And inspires the same in you

He may at times 
Be battered and bruised
Worn down the ways of life
But no matter how he may be
Or the situation may be
He will never let you down

He’s a fighter
And he will fight to very end
A little fighter that lives in you and me
For all eternity