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Wednesday, November 04, 2009

pain, pain, pain

It's been one month since I came back from Rishikesh. People keep connecting to the blog, which is something that I don't quite understand, anyway if I have just one reader I have a debt, and I must keep on writing. Really, just one reader means you are responsible.

I could have written in India, there's Internet over there. Not afterwards, since I've been so busy. Seems I'm not so responsible.

What happenned in my yoga course? I felt pain. Pain, pain pain. Some people get surprised, they expect yoga to be very different, they expect that I would enjoy it and feel calm. But it depends on your body, for some people the streching is enjoyable, for the stiff bodies it's mostly about pain. Why sould I keep on doing it, then? After 80-something posts during more than 3 years in this blog, did I manage to explain it yet? I hate that saying which goes something like "no pain no gain", anyway.

I stayed in Rishikesh the complete month of my trip to India, even if the yoga pain was growing. I was attending the classes and writing, and meeting very nice students at the course. Just for a couple of days I went to the mountains with the teacher (he goes once a month to relax, and invites a few people to go with him): knowing him was interesting and at the same surprising.

When he practices on his own he is perfection. He may go to a posture for 20 min with no effort, while for anybody normal it would very difficult to keep the same position for a few minutes and keep calm at the same time. He knows controls his body in an amazing way.

But...

Maybe it's me, I'm very naive many times, but I was expecting he would be a very different kind of person, very humble and with no ego. I was surprised to see he is so arrogant, and fussy, and he always goes around with a servant. I guess it is indian mentality also, the locals were treating him as a god.

And he talked so much, sooo much. Sometimes plesant, like a grandfather. But other times I got a headache; pain, once again, everything is around pain.