RIVER OF DREAMS
Apr 10, 2021
2 minutes
BY RASHIMA NAGPAL
IT’S A LITTLE PAST 8 AM. I sit cross-legged on a yoga mat, with my eyes closed and hands in . I try to focus on the rhythm of my breath but it’s almost impossible. The sound of the river running beside me is distinct, and it doesn’t help that I was given a fair warning about monkeys in the area.
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