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The Impossible Body

I am not an early riser. Getting up at 5 am in the morning is a great accomplishment for me. So two weeks ago when I woke up at the dawn of a very cold winter clime – it is the thick of winter in Australia now - I felt a great sense of achievement. I have to tell you why I got up early though. Melbourne was heralding an early start to celebrating the International Yoga Day. Having been a yoga practitioner for many years now and backed by an equally enthusiastic spouse, I did not want to miss out on an opportunity to be a part of something unique. So there on the steps of the iconic Parliament House in the heart of the city were a motley group of us doing 25 surya namaskars with curious onlookers probably thinking we were out of our minds. Braving the cold we twisted and turned our bodies to the sound of a heavily accented guru who kept yelling ‘eka pada prasarana dan’ (thrust one leg back). My tryst with yoga began many, many years ago at my dilapidated government flat in N