Today flies by. I start off warming up a Hatha Asana class and leading my group through Sun Salutations before activating our breath of fire in Pranayama, using ancient techniques that leave you sweating toxins from every pore, seeing the colours of all of your chakras and the ability to not think about needing to take a breath for an extended period of time. We scoff down breakfast and again, I struggle to keep my eyes open in Philosophy. We’re discussing Pratyhara, which is essentially withdrawal of the senses. Not in the sense of deprivation, but rather converting from extraversion to introversion. I find time for a quick nap before Kelly’s class, where she delves into Ayurvedic nutrition.
Itching to get some fresh air, we duck down to the Ganges for a dip. I meet a Saudi Arabian girl traveling alone. She seems scared to jump in the Ganges alone, so I invite her to swim with us. Its such a strange feeling to submerge yourself fully clothed, but the experience is entirely refreshing so I do my best to move past the weirdness. We end up in a jewellery store in the darkness of a blackout drinking Chai in our wet clothes. I buy myself a couple of dollar bronze rings before heading back to class. There are more blackouts. I try to contact a few people from home today but its impossible with the power outages. By the time I finish classes and get myself online, its too late in the evening.
Astanga class saw me break a glass full of ginger tea, and stack it on the wet marble stairs, giving my hip and elbow a really nasty bruise. Again, my left side. I head back to my room which is literally crawling with ants before I remember that I bought a box of sweets yesterday. I open it and sure enough, its swarming with the little guys. I go and see Raj in the kitchen and he takes them from me, suggesting he feeds them to the monkeys and the cows. I wonder if this is why we keep having monkeys visit our room.
Its a strange day and was over as fast as it started. I guess that’s Monday for you.