Me, My Guru

Me ,My Guru

I always felt my guru didn’t follow what she preached. Many times she said sentences like “body is mine but I am not the body”. Yet I found her doing yoga, excercise, pranayamam and such physical activities to keep her body strong and fit. Many times her food habits and diet routine made me wonder if she was fitness freak. Today as she was doing her routine “walking”. I decided to join her. I never could be silent in her presence. Questions always seem to pound me and my head and they popped out of my mouth as it did today “you always say that” you are not the body” then why do you take so much pain to maintain it?” she uttered her classic “mmmm” sound and continued walking smile on her lips told me that she wasn’t going to answer my question today. I didn’t like it, but I suppose I didn’t have much of choice and so I let it be.

Few days passed. Today was Monday. I hurried to meet my guru. I always felt she was her best on Mondays though I never could understand why? And I preferred to be in her company whenever she was in good mood. I found her humming as she was trimming her plants . My hunch was right she was cheerful.

She didn’t turn around. I didn’t make any noise. Yet when I neared her, she said without turning around “So early today!” I was taken aback as usual. This has happened so many times .Yet every time I was surprised! How in the hell does she know who it is? This question was never  answered. May be because I didn’t dare to ask her.