Sunday, 25 March 2012


For me yoga isn’t different from my life in total and as well as in pieces. I never wish to preach without practice. I can’t compromise in it. Since, I’ve started practicing yoga lot of transformation happened. From suppression to transcendence. Being very regular to sadhana (Practice). Being at ease all the time.

What is yoga for me? Yoga is a hobby for me. It is a trance in which I feel completely overwhelming. It is a solace to all my psychic wounds. Yoga is like mamma’s lap for me. Whenever there are any issues bothering me, I get lot of moral support from my sadhana. Mamma knows what I want and when. I just start my sadhana without any intention, simply without any intention. At the end what I find is understanding, the better understanding.

 Yoga is just not about 8 lymbs for me. It is not like commandments to me. It is just like the way it is. No fight, no escapism, simply the truth minute by minute.
What is Yoga for me? Initially, yoga was a way to do lot of Asanas and achieve lot of flexibility. Yoga was one of the lucrative careers for me. But, what happened during my yogic journey? Lost the desire for lot of money, lost the intention to achieve the ability to do more challenging poses. What remained is to simply being happy without anything or at least with lesser things.

 What is Yoga for me? Yoga is an internal journey for me. Travelled enough outside and enough of this ignorance. It will never be complete without knowing myself and that is where yoga is helping me.
What is Yoga for me? Me being introverted found yoga having a lot for me. For me Yoga is not a just a career to make some money. Money can’t attract me for too long. Because, my interest lies in living yoga not just having a title “Yoga Instructor”. There was lot of anger, sorrow, regression in me which was suppressed many times. Now, my efforts are not in controlling them, my efforts are to transcend emotions and stay calmer and be in unwavering equanimity.

 Yoga is not just memorizing “Patanjali Yoga Sutras” for me.  
 Living in peace every minute is Yoga for me.
 My ashramic experiences meant a lot to me. Always dreamt of being in hostel during my education, which couldn’t happen. That dream came true when I chose to go to ashrams. It was not too difficult for me to get back to ashramic schedule and discipline to my best. It was something I longed for years.

 I decided to live like this. I don’t mind calling it Yoga or something else.

Wednesday, 21 March 2012


I was asked where would I see myself after 3 years in this company during my interview. I was wondering why 3 years, it’s too long for me. I’ve answered that I always look forward and whatever task is given to me I make the best out of it. Now, I understand that 3 years is not a long and no matter how best you are.

I know it is a bit difficult task for me to put this into words. I see people working in the same level for 7 years to 15 years. I don’t mean same job, I mean same level without any promotion. In many cases, not to blame anyone else other than themselves. Because, there is no aspiration to achieve more. It is said that, “If you have to achieve what you don’t have, you need to do what you have never done before.” It inspires me whenever I think of this.

 I heard many people saying that it is skin-biased world and I don’t get back anything though I’ve been loyal to this company. What I say is “Not to get disappointed and become robotic, there will be a decision time in the future again and again. Not to blame that there are no opportunities to learn. Create opportunities and be proactive.” It is all bit difficult when there are fewer opportunities to excel. Reason being you are so and so and you hold such and such a passport. But, anything is possible... (To be continued)

Thursday, 15 March 2012

La Digue Trip

It’s second time that I’ve been to La Digue the nearby island. I had no hopes that I would visit that place again when I’d been there last year. Saw the notice board “Day trip to La Digue”. Signed up excitingly.

The day has come that was on 7th of March. Settled down in the ferry. One of my colleagues was taking seasick pills to take off the journey on the Indian ocean. I was really enjoying the ride on the waves. It was a different experience travelling by ferry in the ocean. It was reminding me my days in Mumbai. I was going by much smaller ferry on many of Sundays to reach the meditation center to spend my whole day. I feel good for doing that even living in the busiest city of India.

 Last year took a seat inside the ferry reason being there were no seats on the top. This time could find some on the top and enjoyed thoroughly. Ocean water was coming all over very often; the taste of the mouth was becoming salty. I was wondering how the sailors’ and fishermen’s life would be. It was amazing to see flying fish around. I didn’t know that something like that exists. Finally the exiting journey ended and we reached a small island called “La Digue”. I was enthusiastic to see life in such a secluded place with all the modern facilities. It is all because of the tourism. This county is known as “Tourist’s Paradise”. Reached a place on the roadside and hired bicycles for the day.
Now, another journey began.
On the way towards the beach, one of our colleagues said that look at the cow pulling the cart. I replied, it is not cow it is bull. Watching schools always has something more than simply watching, it awakens some sort of good feelings.

Reached one of the best beaches of this country and left cycles at the stand without having any fear of losing. Spent some good hours on the beach.
I was in the water checking my breath holding capacity for a while and accidentally I saw a couple getting undressed in front of their around 3year old daughter on the beach. I failed to understand how could they do it having no shy. There are ways if you want to change your wet clothes. In spite of having towels with them they chose to be completely naked.

 Every one of us was hungry and we left the beach to go for lunch. There was the guy called Devi from Nepal working at the pizza place. He recognised one of my colleagues and said that you came last year as well didn’t you. I asked him don’t you remember me, he smiled and said ‘yes’. After lunch again started cycling on the road to another end, on the way everybody suggested to take some rest on the beach. I followed them and lied down on the beach for few minutes and waves started reaching us. So we had to restart our journey.

 I kept going on till the end recalling the last year memories going there. There was the end of the road and paused for a while. On the way back had some coconut drinks. That taste of the coconut water was not same as Indian coconut. Reached back in time to catch up the return ferry. It was so nice feeling to be on the ferry during the sunset watching the ocean, the flying fish and the sky. I’m not sure of coming back here again as it is decision time...