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Vipassana was not at all what I was thinking. Because, first of all, I practically didn’t really know anything about it, and secondly, everyone just said “You just try it” – and that’s the end of the conversation.
In India, I was already three or four months old when I applied for vipassana in Jaipur. I was looking for the closest city to Delhi (where I still wanted to go) and for the very near future. A couple of days later I received a positive response, and I went to meditate. Continue reading
No matter how hard the Universe tries to drag you anywhere, your shameless nature, worse than a twelve-year-old girl, opposes vocations. You are a dummy, and for society there is no difference whether you are now standing in three nights somewhere in the middle of India, are you killed now in three nights somewhere in the middle of India, do love volcanoes explode inside you, or are you harder than any piece of roti on trash can. – Valek averted his eyes. “Yes, even if we are now buried alive in a nearby ditch by local gangsters, I will absolutely not give a damn, like this entire galaxy.” Continue reading
In Agra, we arrived at 11 pm and immediately went to look for the Taj Mahal. By the way, after 10 hours, life in the cities is dying out, it is forbidden to leave the hotel because of imminent danger, and local bombilies take you twice as much as a huge chance to find someone on the way. We chose the darkest street and went to look for the modern seventh wonder of the world. Continue reading