From Baethi, we started walking on the forest path.
Occasionally the canopy of endless greenery would clear up and reveal small
settlements. One such settlement was Atkuni: a small hamlet which had an
ancient Bhairav temple. After some time the forest path ended and we came into
a small town. We had to descend a mountain whose entire valley was under paddy
cultivation. It was quite tricky. The greenery of the endless paddy was almost
blinding. After the endless paddy fields we came across an auxiliary road which
will take us to where we intend to stay the night: Gothu. Once we reached
Gothu, Maamaji told everyone that tomorrow’s trek would the most difficult one
so we better get some good sleep. Nevertheless, I decided to join maamaji for
the sathsang that he was supposed to convene at the nearby temple. He openly
admired and approved my peity. Sathsang was fun with the now familiar Garhwali
tunes and impromptu dances by 70 year olds. Gothu was also incidentally the last
place where I could keep up my asana practices.
It feels like fall, though it is prime summer.
Should have been the time for feverish activity and
unrelenting purpose
For I know that this is the last stretch
No time for sentimental retch
But there is this nagging feeling again… “Purpose is pointless. Motivation is madness.” When the sky is vast, the breeze is unbridled and the oceans wild, This daily routine is a damnation
There is a kitten in my backyard He looks at me with his damaged eye His loveliness makes me cry I want to caress and hold him nigh.. But even before I do that, I know it is not enough… For it is not just cuteness… It is a dare to dissolve Oh! The bluntness…
It’s been a while since I let a feline friend move me to tears All I want is to flop back to earth And take the maternal embrace of the dirt I want to let the borders of my body dissolve into the top soil I should remember to relax I should remember that I had been here before…
Oh! how many times more, this seasonal drama? How many more cycles of summer and…
But there is this nagging feeling again… “Purpose is pointless. Motivation is madness.” When the sky is vast, the breeze is unbridled and the oceans wild, This daily routine is a damnation
There is a kitten in my backyard He looks at me with his damaged eye His loveliness makes me cry I want to caress and hold him nigh.. But even before I do that, I know it is not enough… For it is not just cuteness… It is a dare to dissolve Oh! The bluntness…
It’s been a while since I let a feline friend move me to tears All I want is to flop back to earth And take the maternal embrace of the dirt I want to let the borders of my body dissolve into the top soil I should remember to relax I should remember that I had been here before…
Oh! how many times more, this seasonal drama? How many more cycles of summer and…
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