My last practice. I am scolded upon entering the shala. Apparently, I was supposed to arrive this morning at 6:30 am. Leave it to me to be a spectacle on my last day. "You! Very Late! 6:30! Coming!" Everyone stops practice and stares at me. I look at the clock, shrug my shoulders and go to the ladies changing room.
Though my practice is usually 1 hour 20 minutes (minus closing & Savasana) today it is 1 hour and 5 minutes. Yet, I am last to get assistance in back drops. I feel a little punishment (imagined?) since my first drop to the floor is whipped up rapidly, and a little painful. It is okay, the second, third and finally the hold are nice. Saraswathi gives me my push in Paschimottanasana (seated forward fold) turns around, marches into her office, shuts the light, and locks the door. No photo for me.
My last 2 coconuts. 1 water, 1 sweet. The sweet one he cuts open for me so I can eat the jelly inside. Delicious.
My last chai. An event. They all notice my camera bag and photos are requested. "Madam, Madam, Madam, 1 photo!" They are posing, smiling, shoving, and demanding my attention. I take photos and we all gather around my camera to preview them on my little screen. I joke with them and tell them to stop looking so series. Okay, "Last one." "but Madam! Madam! Madam! Me!!!"
Though my practice is usually 1 hour 20 minutes (minus closing & Savasana) today it is 1 hour and 5 minutes. Yet, I am last to get assistance in back drops. I feel a little punishment (imagined?) since my first drop to the floor is whipped up rapidly, and a little painful. It is okay, the second, third and finally the hold are nice. Saraswathi gives me my push in Paschimottanasana (seated forward fold) turns around, marches into her office, shuts the light, and locks the door. No photo for me.
My last 2 coconuts. 1 water, 1 sweet. The sweet one he cuts open for me so I can eat the jelly inside. Delicious.
My last chai. An event. They all notice my camera bag and photos are requested. "Madam, Madam, Madam, 1 photo!" They are posing, smiling, shoving, and demanding my attention. I take photos and we all gather around my camera to preview them on my little screen. I joke with them and tell them to stop looking so series. Okay, "Last one." "but Madam! Madam! Madam! Me!!!"
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