<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Musings on Aman Aniket</title><link>https://amananiket.com/categories/musings/</link><description>Recent content in Musings on Aman Aniket</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><copyright>Aman Aniket</copyright><lastBuildDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2017 16:04:46 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://amananiket.com/categories/musings/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Religion</title><link>https://amananiket.com/posts/religion/</link><pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2017 16:04:46 +0530</pubDate><guid>https://amananiket.com/posts/religion/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;All of us are born into a religion. A lot of us spend our whole lives defending a dogma that was associated to us just by a matter of consequence. Come to think of it, I had myself not tried seeing the bigger picture and had largely procrastinated investigating the central idea of religion. The question was posed while going through &lt;a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23692271-sapiens"&gt;Sapiens&lt;/a&gt; which is a de-facto outer view of the history of human existence. Understanding the idea of religion from a historical perspective gives you invaluable insights.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>For the love of cycling</title><link>https://amananiket.com/posts/for-the-love-of-cycling/</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2017 16:20:21 +0530</pubDate><guid>https://amananiket.com/posts/for-the-love-of-cycling/</guid><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The sport of cycling came and stuck to me quite serendipitously putting me on the right track in a lot of aspects.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I still remember the first time I decided I wanted to get a cycle. Things came up to a point where I would not budge or eat anything without getting one. My parents had to give in quickly as they rarely saw this quiet and reserved kid really adamant about something. I still remember that feeling when my dad conned me into believing that he was still holding my back. That ended up with the ever-so-liberating feeling of having to balance myself on my cycle without any supporting wheels! Cycling became a daily activity and my cycle my closest companion.
Things moved on as I relocated for my studies and my humble old cycle was somehow left behind… A variety of things ensued which ended in me landing up in a college that was humungous and in the middle of nowhere. What that implied was you had to use cycles for commuting within campus. Cycling came back not as a hobby but as a necessity. The trigger for this passion which was buried deep down came up again while we were researching for an adventure trip to mark our graduation. We came across this 7 day mountain biking trip being organised to an almost obscure range in Himachal and I immediately knew I had to do it! We ended up having a great week out in the serene mountains.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>I wrote a poem!</title><link>https://amananiket.com/posts/poem/</link><pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2017 16:33:28 +0530</pubDate><guid>https://amananiket.com/posts/poem/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Yes, had to be done. This came up to me during one of the discussions that I should write a poem. As impulsive as I am, I went ahead and actually wrote one. Please pardon me for wasting 2–3 minutes of your life (depending on your wpm of course)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;What would I want from the girl whom I&amp;rsquo;d want to be with?&lt;br&gt;
I would say just be yourself. Just follow your heart,&lt;br&gt;
Just be there and make a positive change&lt;br&gt;
from how you see the world, how you imagine it to be.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>