It’s at 5am in the last days of september that i arrive for the 3rd time to india. My body is aching, because of the many different flights that i took to reach bangalore once again, but my mind is alert. Early morning, is a good time to arrive to any place, even to ones’ self. It’s the dawn of a new day, everyone is leaning towards new feelings and perspectives, and for me is indeed the start of another new and exciting chapter.
 
I felt straight away. There is an inspiring feeling and state of being in the indian people. Right here at the airport friends and families gather in reunion. And their comfort towards inner peace, although some might think it arises through severe austerities, i feel it to be rather natural and contagious. Makes me feel i’m where i should be for now. And that i’ve something more to take inward from this inspiring culture than just it’s wonderfull meals and breakfasts (hiihhhiiihihih can’t wait to get those nurtering idlis)
 
It’s the 3rd time I’m landing in Bangalore and i know just what to do to get to Mysore, my final destination. I took the shuttle bus to the city center and a typical indian train will lead me to mysore. A typical indian trip for me to say good morning and wake up to indias’ reality one more time.
 
This time i’m here in a season I havent witnessed yet. Start of October. Temperatures are dropping and rain is to be falling. I already noticed the palm trees have their fruit branches loaded with the heavy seeds, gravitationally leaning down in contrast with the light leaf branches facing upward. A new load of seeds, in nature, are to be ripe and sowed, and new born fruits to be harvested.
 
Thankk you India,
 
once again
 
28.09.2016
Sérgio