One sunny Sunday morning, I spread my yoga mat on the beach and sat down to do my daily practice. While I was watching my breath, eyes closed, two young men approached me and greeted me with a friendly "Good morning". As I opened my eyes, they continued talking, informing me that there was a communal yoga practice happening a few meters away and invited me to join. Pleasantly surprised, I smiled and grunted noncommittally. The young men smiled back and went their merry way.
As I continued my practice, I could not help my thoughts straying away to the question of how we identify each other as yoga practitioners. Had I not had my bright blue mat with me on the beach, maybe just sitting on a towel, eyes closed, would the men have approached me? Or would I have had to twist my body into all kinds poses to be identified as a member of the yoga fraternity?
هذه القصة مأخوذة من طبعة September 2022 من Yoga and Total Health.
ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
بالفعل مشترك ? تسجيل الدخول
هذه القصة مأخوذة من طبعة September 2022 من Yoga and Total Health.
ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
بالفعل مشترك? تسجيل الدخول
Wood Apple / Kapith
Wood apple or Goddess of forest (feronia elephantum) also known as Kapith in Sanskrit, Kothu or Keith is still available in the Indian cities thanks to the street vendors who sell seasonal berries, star fruit and other such foods.
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Diamonds in the rough
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Making dreams come true
Unlocking the Happiness Within
The art of removing worries
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Building up Good Tendencies
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