The first day of pranayama with Prashant. My class with Prashant is at 7 am and everyday Indians have their cars washed and I get this spectacle on my way to class. Prashant spoke of those with large egos and as easily as they can hurt they can be hurt for they live in glass houses. He spoke of the one that is the most repulsive to ourselves is ourselves and this is why we can not be alone, we are always looking for company. I thank God I can live with myself. I thank God I can be alone. We must be able to be alone, otherwise we have no right to ask another to tolerate what we can not.
Prashant is a writer and has a gift for language and it's usage be it spoken or written and he asked if anyone knew how long it took to write something that would take 2 hours to read. I thought of the blog and how depending on the day it is 3-10 minutes to read and 20- 60 minutes to write so I ventured a rough 17 hours. He said 18.
We then went to meet our new friends Sneha and Shaun. We had a most enlightening conversation that brought me home. In India the national language is Hindi we are in a Marahti state and so the language spoken in the state is Marathi I hope that I am spelling this correctly. Sneha spoke of an experience that she had where she was charged 100rs more for not speaking the state language, when the the speaker did not speak the national language. There are many similar stories in Montreal with this topic. Nice to know that home is everywhere. And that it was complete chance that we should meet these two at our coffee house as they never come to this part of the city due to it's issues. I guess we are not all so different as we would have hoped.
We then went to the oil perfume place that I have wanted to go to since we came and I am happy to say that everyone will be smelling a much nicer Kara from here on in. Holy Cow everyone should go there and buy everything. They are so nice and knowledgeable.
I found 5rs more this past evening in the phone booth when I called Bhatesh, if I stay I just may find back what I spent.
On the way back from the oil shop we passed the elephant and of course I did not have my camera. DAMN
We are looking into the movies tonight. Smurfs
With love Salutaions from India
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