Robin has written 29 posts for Ruckin' and rollin' through India

Then end? …nah

_____________ “All travel is circular… after all, the grand tour is just the inspired man’s way of heading home.” _____________ I’ve been putting off writing this blog for a few weeks now — the whole business of it all seems a bit too final for my liking. I’m not ready for any sort of au … Continue reading

Support women’s rugby development in India: Buy a t-shirt, look foxy, get dirty

You’ve read this blog, you’ve seen some faces and heard the stories: you may be asking yourself “Gee golly Robin, these are these just the baddest chicks around! What can I do to support the cause of rugby development in India?“ Well aren’t you lucky that I have an answer for you! RFS Pune, my … Continue reading

Finding roots in Nagpur, 16 years later

“So, you want to get her married?” The air outside the orphanage hung still, hot and dry around the yellow cement buildings. It was the kind of heat that makes your skin sizzle and ache for a cloud burst, or perhaps any clouds at all. 106°. Inside, the children were sleeping away the afternoon — the … Continue reading

Kolkata for the kids

I’m still here! I’ve been in and out of Pune for about the last two months now, most recently returning from a few weeks up in the wilds of the north country. Carys hopped over from the States and we spent a whirlwind two weeks traveling, trying to bribe government officials, starring in a Hollywood … Continue reading

The geography of bliss

I am so happy.   Life is so good right now. The past few weeks have been everything I could have hoped them to be and then some. The next few weeks — months — are totally crammed. Time here is quickly ticking away. Two more months? That’s it? Getting out of Pune always gives … Continue reading

Dirty confession: I hate sports photography

My friends! It’s been a while, huh? I just got back from traveling around north with some wonderful characters: Julianne is one of my best friends from college who I met while in Florence (she baked me a pie and done! It was insta-love). Joining us from the south was my kickass girl Solen, architecture … Continue reading

Player profile: sitting down with Bhagya from Orissa

It was her explosive laugh and mischievous grin that made me instantly like Bhagya.  She reminded me of one of my feistiest friends from college, and her method of overcoming our language barrier by throwing playful punches immediately won me over. I talk fast; faster when I’m nervous, even faster when I’m excited. Robin, I … Continue reading

Player profiles: Surabhi and Shru from RFS Pune

The morning was spent tucked into books at the coffee shop. Alas…what could have been a leisurely study sesh turned into a stubborn battle of my sanity vs. Justin Beiber techno remixes and heavy construction. Turns out that those tracks play on loop and none of the guys drilling next door ever found the need … Continue reading

Schoolyard ruckus

This past Saturday, Surabhi, Anna, our coach Surhud Sir and I went down to the old city for an afternoon rugby session with one of the grammar schools. In order to develop the sport, our coach has taken up his post as a professional rugby ambassador: he has been conducting training sessions in different NGOs … Continue reading

The dangerous games we play

Self-reflexivity is crucial to my research here in India. I play women’s rugby. I’m studying women’s rugby. I’m always comparing and contrasting my experiences and realities with those of the women I work with — they are innumerable. As a participant-observer-researcher, I sometimes think that we couldn’t be more different; other times, our sameness is … Continue reading

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