Three years ago when I stopped working with the bright greens, I had just picked up a fancy habit called running. I was ready to move on with my life but running, I wasn’t about to stop. I needed a support group. A good friend advised me to join the Swaras. Now, I had done a run with the Swaras a year earlier, and I was sure I wasn’t ready to die, so I said emphatically “NO!! Those guys will kill me”.