Steve rocked up really early in the morning. In some ways it was nice to see him but I was just worried that he was going to lunge at some stage. It took about half an hours for my fears to be confirmed. I had to explain that I didn’t mind him staying but I wasn’t about to have a repeat performance of jizzgate. I am sure he’s not too broken hearted but possibly his ego was bruised slightly. Either way, at least it’s out of the way now.
I didn’t have any plans for the day so when Steve said he would take me to Auroville I decided to go. This is the ethos behind Auroville;
I didn’t have any plans for the day so when Steve said he would take me to Auroville I decided to go. This is the ethos behind Auroville;
“Auroville wants to be a universal town where men and women of all countries are able to live in peace and progressive harmony above all creeds, all politics and all nationalities. The purpose of Auroville is to realise human unity."
Mmmm. As you can imagine the place is full of new age hippies. You can tell that a lot of the people came over on the 60’s and never left (and seemingly never washed their hair since arriving either). It was good to see but being around too many do gooders, for too long, would wear me out.
You can’t really hate on hippies but equally I don’t want to spend too much time being that deep. They are so deep, they’re almost drowning.
It was a proper trot (and about a million degrees) but finally I reached the Matrimandir which, is like a massive gold golf ball in the very centre of Autoville. Inside is a (very fancy and expensive) meditation centre. I was told that only the very serious make it inside. That pretty much rules me out then. It’s a tick in a box of things I wanted to see but I’ll not be rushing back there. I can’t concentrate for 5 minutes. I can’t imagine being inside a golden golf ball would do anything to change that.
Whilst I was there I was eaten alive by insects and mosquitoes. Maybe that was my penance for not taking it seriously. So to add to my dodgy feet, dodgy tan, ringworm, etc I am now covered in bites. If you did dot to dot on my legs you could probably make out the Taj Mahal.
It was a proper trot (and about a million degrees) but finally I reached the Matrimandir which, is like a massive gold golf ball in the very centre of Autoville. Inside is a (very fancy and expensive) meditation centre. I was told that only the very serious make it inside. That pretty much rules me out then. It’s a tick in a box of things I wanted to see but I’ll not be rushing back there. I can’t concentrate for 5 minutes. I can’t imagine being inside a golden golf ball would do anything to change that.
Whilst I was there I was eaten alive by insects and mosquitoes. Maybe that was my penance for not taking it seriously. So to add to my dodgy feet, dodgy tan, ringworm, etc I am now covered in bites. If you did dot to dot on my legs you could probably make out the Taj Mahal.
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