I am not consistent in anything and this bothers me a lot. I believe the only consistent thing I have done is to follow asthanga yoga everyday without fail for 2 years and then came my second pregnancy. And phew it also melted away and so the passion to write this blog. I have not learned anything so passionately or mastered anything to the core.
I know this indiscipline is my weakness and has always eluded me from enjoying the joy of completeness. In my teens and twenties I used to read a lot of book. Infact, when in college I finished Fountainhead in a day’s time (between the break of Network analysis/Circuit theory paper).I had a huge collection of book and suddenly I stopped reading. I was not finding the joy in reading. Though I continued reading online however the love for buying physical copies and finishing it went away.
Without any thought I have daily started writing a post. I am not challenging myself to keep it up. I am just going with the flow. If you would like to read more on yoga poses and how to perform it, please read my old post. I am not a yoga teacher and believe me my postures are not at all perfect. However I am working on this imperfection and want to continue it daily. If you are one of those who really want to understand the pain, the little joy or the disappointment I feel while carrying out my yoga, please come and read this journey. Trust me it is too long. I am now moving without waiting for any result or my eyes on any destination. I am going because I feel inspired at this moment and hope it continues.
