Day 115: 5.45 am each morning since 5th dec when i walk on the street… its still dark .chilled. and no one on the road. It seems as if i am walking in the mid night. I walk slowly through the road… scared of dogs on the street ( i do think of taking a stick many a times) towards naturopathy center. Everyday when i get up at 5 – everyone is sleeping – the only person awake with me is the temple pujari, news paper guy and milk man. I do burst out in to tears as i walk the road – thinking do i deserve this- cant i sleep? do i need to walk in the cold so early ? then the next moment i gather myself saying- atleast i am trying to heal, at least i wake early then rest of the world, atleast i am doing my bit to stand on my feet and at least i am on the rite path. And i am happy again. YAAAYYYYY 🙂
As i walk down the street, i see the banyan tree of the village ( which is now invisible in the city traffic) the tree reminds me this used to me gotri village, you can see the sitting place below the tree where there is a small mandir of sai baba. In the day light i completely ignore the big healthy banyan tree.
Everyone reserves their place. No matter whether they are reserving a sit in a bus or train by throwing bottle or a bag… or reserving a yoga mat in the yoga hall. After reserving yoga mat that they do their morning walking.. you can see either shawl, or scarf or mobile reserving mat for the person- if nothing they will mess up the mat to make the other person realize its used and reserved. So i conclude with my experience may it be rich or poor or miser – in india everyone reserves a seat no matter which age group they belong