Poor Man
A friend of mine once told me that the difference between a rich man and a poor man is that a rich man knows when he has enough...
It's almost 10PM on a Friday night and I'm still at work. I have enough to get me through my next trip to Mysore but I'm still working. That's called "greed". I don't really need to work but I want to make as much as I can coz you can always use that extra money and you can never have enough. In other words I'm a poor man. Hopefully one day I can learn to be rich.
It's that time of the year again...yes, yes, yes. I leave LA in 19 days, my last day of work will be in 14 days...sweet!!! Physically, I'm still here in LA but the rest of me is else where. All of the preparations are going along smoothly. I have my airline ticket from LA to Bangkok then Bangalore and back. I also have my ticket from Bangkok to Chiang Mai and back. I'm looking forward to seeing Luke in Bangkok and experiencing my first trip to Thailand...wooohooo!!!
This is going to be my fourth trip to Mysore in four years and I can sense that it's going to be very different. It's going to be a lot less social. I'm told by some of my friends presently there that there will be less than half the normal amount of people. Most of my close friends who were there the past few months will be gone by the time I get there. It's going to be strange for the the first time not to have Guruji on the floor on a regular basis. I'm so used seeing him in the shala that it's going to be strange if he doesn't come downstairs everyday. Sharath will not be teaching for most of the time I'm there which I've accepted even before I planned the trip. I know that Saraswati will look after me...she always has.