I had breakfast at Sathya’s this morning. Max and Lalio were already sitting there. Then Holger came in and sat down with his new tailor-made shirt. It looked very well. But he was not in the mood to talk about his shirt. His wife had a stroke the day before. He had a call with her and she mentioned strong pain in her chest. Fortunately, a friend was there and got her into a hospital. Anyway, Holger was very disturbed.
I left for Satsang and realized that there was no scooter or bike outside. Again I must be the only one not realizing that Satsang was postponed to 17:30. Not only from Thursday but already from today. No problem, I started directly towards the old bust stand to ask for Bangalore tickets.
When I arrived there was a group of women terribly arguing. It is an extremely busy and noisy place. A bus stand is in India in extreme mode. Badly organized, nothing was labeled, and I was already complaining about Portugal. I asked an operator and he told me about the last platform. I went there and asked another guy. And there I saw the bus. They are going every 30 minutes to Bangalore. But they are the old local buses, at least good for a backup. He told me the bus needs six hours. Of course, this depends on the traffic, it can be faster. I left the bus stand, a woman was vomiting in one corner. Near the Ashram I was drinking a coconut, then I headed home.
I stopped at Sampath’s garage, paid my bill for the scooter, and bought another bus ticket. The bus would start at 01:10 from the Ashram.
Sarah was writing me. Dinner at Edwin’s, I have forgotten already. So I appeared there at 12:00 and there was nobody. Sarah arrived 20 minutes later. So only the two of us had lunch. I dropped Sarah at Sunshine Guesthouse where she had another Yoga session.
I slept for an hour in the afternoon, it could have been more. Before 05:00 I went the last time to the Ashram, listening to the chanting of Vedas. A last walk around Bhagawan’s shrine. Gopika was asking to bring her some spices. I checked in the Ramana supermarket, they had some organic spices. But I can buy them somewhere at the end of my trip. It will be another kilo more to carry. I had forgotten my mobile at home, so I drove there and picked it up. Sarah was just in the Kashmir shop on Perumpakkam Road. We met there and drove to Sathya’s. There is Pizza night on Wednesday. Max was there. We ate our Pizza, and then we thought about having a drink somewhere. I have never been to Arunagiri Cafe. It’s in a sideroad of Postoffice Road, a small nice and quiet place. Now I am in my room. I packed everything, had a shower, and waiting to leave for catching my bus at the Ashram.
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