14.2.2008 Valentine's Day Special Well, I had to write a blog on this particular day, the day that has no significance if you're in Mysore, especially when you are single but anyhow we shall have a diary entry. Valentine's is no huge deal even to Indians although Coffee Day has speacial heart stickers on their window and doing a speacial choc cake for 250rps (which Sayana has just gone to purchase for Lino and Desiree- why I dont know). So other then me shout...

10.2.2008 What else could happen in Mysore? I took a rickshaw with Raju (the best driver in Mysore) to Ajay's yoga shala this morning where I practice. So it was 5.30am, quiet streets, Raju full of energy and smiling as usual, I was yawning in the back seat and simply watching what was around me. In such state of sleepiness sometimes it is difficult to take things in but something surely stood out for me: people walking in the streets. It was women in t...

10.2.2008 Mysore making people unhappy? I went to have breakfast with Ayalet and Sayana whom I travelled to Mysore from Kovalam with this morning and as we were discussing the "yoga circus" mostly we agreed that Mysore is not a place we would return to (although this may be a little early to judge, perhaps it will grow on me by the time I leave) but I realise how unhappy some people are becoming with Mysore style. I was reminded not to have ex...

10.2.2008 Oh My-sore…. I can't believe how fast the time has flown by here in Mysore. I guess I spent this first week trying to settle down before I could really launch into whatever I am supposed to be doing here. I lived in that awful room without packing my bags for 4 nights, at the same time searching apartment to the degree that I had blisters on my foot. In the end rather than looking for something so perfect I took Claudia's apartment which is ...

2.2.08 In Mysore Who would have thought that I would be in Mysore, one place I always wanted to visit to pay my respects to Guruji. The journey itself was funny, as everything in India can be! After saying goodbye to my lovely Robin at Peacocks in Kovalam Ayalet, Sassiya, Paul and I got into our taxi with at least 10 items of luggage and started to head up the steep hill of Peacock Hotel. The driver was mumbling something to Paul which he didn't understand an...