Diary of A Yogi — Part 2

 See Diaries of Yogi — Part 1 here  

Hopping in Hampi

As I limped along attempting to make my way up the mountain just in time to catch the sun set over Hampi, her little hand clutched on to mine.

Inspire me

Great love.  "Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absentminded. Someone sober will worry about things going badly. Let the lover be." (The Book of Love, Rumi) "The willingness to do something where there are no guarantees. The willingness to invest in a relationship where you don't know it'll work out. The willingness to say I love you…

A day at the Delhi slums

    Track spinning | Is Pal, Aaja Nachle I remember passing by the slum areas often while gazing out the taxi window on the streets of Mumbai. At the tender age of thirteen I was bewildered, fascinated and intimidated all at once. I wondered what happened behind those straw doors and wooven roofs that…

Diaries of a Yogi

Throughout my stay in India I spent four weeks in a rural area just outside a city called Nasik, training to become a Yoga Teacher. What I anticipated to be a relaxing retreat, actually turned out to be one of the most challenging experiences I've had in my life. Unlike many of the mass marketed teacher…

Published!

What a journey it has been since starting this blog almost four years ago. I still remember the exact moment I decided to get a wordpress account as a way to quietly share my writing with a few close ones. At the time, 2009 precisely, life had dealt me some of the hardest cards I…

I love my India…?

Track spinning | Hum jo Chalne Lage, Jab We Met I still remember my first real trip to India. Dozens of children swarmed the windows of our taxi with plastic butterfly hair clips, dinner towels, napkins, oranges, earrings, bracelets, everything and anything someone may leave the house for. I was confused and overwhelmed by the…

Chasing a dream.

Track spinning| Tonight, Lykke Li I quit my job to travel the world. There I said it. Loud and clear for all of you to be my witness to what could be one of the most absurd decisions I’ve made to date. I suppose that’s always the first step. Saying it out loud. Admitting it’s not just…

Trekking in my Foolish twenties

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Freshly Pressed Gratitude.

From One Stranger to Another. I never set out with the intentions to post my work for garnering mass popularity or attention, so being freshly pressed twice in the last 8 months has truly been a wonderful interruption to my otherwise regular 9 to 5 routine. Although you may think your contribution was minor; your…