"Yoga"? Delusion VII. Part 3
I once heard from a yoga instructor that nettles are home to mosquitoes.
And I understood this to mean that the mosquitoes in the last birth were nettles. I have built my own Theory of Evolution on this basis.
Once, I proudly shared my thoughts with society.
"Let's look at a nettle thorn. Does it look like anything?" So I began my presentation with a question.
"Of course! Like a mosquito's nose!" I answered myself.
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Sometimes a mosquito home is just a home...
Apparently it meant that mosquitoes live in nettles.
I would need to pay attention to the attitude towards me in the yoga group
III
So the whole working week passed. Classes. Running for teachers and begging for programs from them. Attempts to eat. So until the evening.
True, my night's sleep was provided by a bed. Nopeace, however, appeared a couple of times. He contrived to study in yet another "normal" institute, for which he apparently received a small amount of support from his parents from his village. In any case, for all the years that followed, I did not notice his employment to earn money. It seems that he did not pull out on grades for a free hostel at that institute. I moved to another bed, surviving the unlucky "neighbor" who, hissing in the dark at night, was placed on the third bed. I was lucky, three places at the same time were not occupied at night.
It so happened that one of the days of my business trip had a holiday. Army Day. For obvious reason, all men were congratulated on this day.
The Institute was empty. Several homeless students roamed the empty classrooms. I slept off, ate and lazily lay with a book in "my" room on the Nopeace's bed, enjoying peace, silence and loneliness. There were no neighbors.
And suddenly I felt that I was not alone.
Or rather, it was not quite so. Or rather, not at all.
That is, at first I really "felt" that I was not alone.
And then a lady entered the room ... Not alone, accompanied by a gentleman. A first-year student accompanied by a "student-teacher".
The lady went up the stairs. I was lying on Nopeace's bunk, my face fenced off by a book. Next came the "cavalier". He held in his hand a bottle of wine and glasses. The lady had a small sweet roll in a package in her hands. I sat down, finding myself at first sideways to the entrance, put the book down. The gentleman put wine and glasses on the next table, the lady put a roll.
During this time, I managed to get up and began to turn around to the arrivals. The festive table was already laid.
I turned around and the lady found herself with me "face to face".
"Good afternoon!" I tried to be just polite this time. I knew this lady and this teacher. I have been with them for almost a week.
Silence.
"Happy Holidays!" - just in case, I said.
Silence.
Then I realized that they came to Nopeace. No, not like this. Then I was so dumbfounded that I did not understand anything.
The lady came to Nopeace. Rather, I thought so before the events of today. The cavalier did not understand anything. As I...
And I was struck by her face ... Stone mask ... And empty expressionless eyes, directed straight at me.
And I expected at least some smiles, congratulations, toasts. There was nothing like that ...
We drank the wine in silence. We finished the roll. At the end of the "party" the guy's face turned into the same stone mask.
It seems to me, too.
Then the lady got up, turned around and left. Just as silently. The guy followed her.
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to be continued
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