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Yoga stories… 2

At my last class, my neighbor was super good.

I asked my teacher since how long he has been doing yoga??

But, in 3 months don’t not worry you will be at the same level!!

Mmmhhh… I am still at the stage where I find ressources to make the plank less hard (but apparently it is too visible: putting my belly on the ground and then crashing down like a pancake (it is a French expression), it is not a plank) so allow me to doubt that…


I thus ask the guy in question. Hum, 15 years why??


So I’m going back to bed…


Yoga stories… 1

Yoga... Well, it might take me some time…

We are very few students in the class and there is quite a big turnover.

The other day, my neighbor with yoga was, well, really weird… First I thought she was upset with her razor: she had hairs everywhere, under the armpits legs even a moustache. But then no, the right part of her head was shaved. After all, she must be upset with  symmetry: the nails of the left hand were painted but not those of the right hand.


Whatever it is, she stink and I almost died asphyxiated : the basic principles of my yoga is very deep inhalations before every movement, imagine!!


Mumbai rains...

From my rickshaw, on my way to work...


 And view from my desk...