Visually Yogic

One week into my summer holiday and I am now fully into the Indian rhythm of life. The pace here is so different to home, “shanty” as they say here. Most mornings I’ve been getting up to go to yoga with a partially sighted Indian man called Swami Yoganandajii. It’s taken about a year for me to remember his name. It is quite a challenging class with lots of nose blowing/snot flying exercises at the beginning and head stands at the end! It is in a very spacious, simply made hall or room and you can hear the river Beas & bird song (or rain!) in the background as you practice yoga. It is quite remarkable how intuitive Swami jii is and that he is able to adjust your pose so that you are doing it right without even being able to actually see you clearly. The class is a real mix of people from bronzed Europeans wearing skimpy lycra to plump local Indian ladies in their traditional suits. Anyone who comes to stay ought to try it out..