The japa walk in the morning is the time to absorb all that is good – air, mist, sun, plants, trees, incense from puja sources. Me and my japa walking partners also take in a whiff of sewage once we get down to the residential area. There is this huge banyan that we come upon and we love it.
One woman from Siberia joins us. She quite likes our company, although she knows not a stitch of English. She is up for our mild brand of tapasya (austerity). We hit surfaces of bricks, soft sand,