victoric breathe - art of living

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Never knew being empty and hollow was a blessing until i got myself enrolled in the happiness program of the art of living. I had this vision of having this real pursuit of happiness until i got lesson-ed that being happy in what we do was important rather than finding one. I felt like i was being the sherlock holmes my whole life and it was me detecting, finding happiness and quantifying it as immeasurable or just as a limited edition when pursued.  

little reflection on my mind & me- A medical degree itself was challenging and at the end of basics I did lose all my sanity lol. I had a constant fear always hung in the bottom of my heart and it just made me so restless at points where i would be numb on what i was going through and most of the times i pretended to be who i was not and let myself feel okay when i was struggling inside. I would want to be gentle to my surrounding but i had been so harsh on myself knowing the fact that i didn't derserve kati kura that i feel so pity for that shreeya ani at times little proud also that i remained to hold my hands with blessings and learnings over grudges and regrets perhaps move forward in life which brings me to today's date where i get to seek more and feel a lot better.

Waking up at 5 ani getting ready to go to the center where baba and i, on a scooter ride on a less chaotic roads of aesthetic yellow street lights was so ramailo to start the day. The rush of cold morning wind and heart so warm with a grateful feeling. The people I met there were so nice, everybody so open and friendly, there was such a great sense of comfort and a very homely feeling which on the first day nai made me click that this is going to be fun dude. Ani I woke up with an excitement to visit the center also because of the positively entwined atmosphere it did attract me.

Meditation, yogic procedures and activities engaged us with a lot more interactive fun sessions. While doing Sudarshan kriya, in mid there would be times where i would be very impatient ani panic a little ani then i slowly put myself back to place and be settled with calmness. This was a virtue that everything would be fine with time ani even be a lot better. It was getting win over our mind and being with the breathe, the victoric breathe. All the six days, my mind was so light and clear and my heart was empty and hollow. As mentioned above i claim that being empty and hollow was a blessing because most of the times i carried my heart with a lot of not my necessity things. Now, i do feel a lot better (touch wood) and i am hollow and light hence it has given me a space where i own my spark and practice gratitude.

I will miss all the people I have met there. Everyone came from different backgrounds but a same purpose.  All the little chitschats with didi dai ani uncle aunty, no feeling of strangers but of family. I even got to do a social service as well and so many one or the other fun activites from where i heard a lot of stories and i also got the opportunity to be a storyteller. It was fun overall, my heart filled all with nyano memories from our sano aol family.

Lastly, thankyou ojjs for the recommendation, it was a fab experience. 
If you are reading this ani you want to experience it then i would like to encourage just go for it and have fun.
peace.




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