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"Close your eyes and think about a space that makes you feel safe. Go to the happy place in your mind and enjoy these moments that your mind is at peace." The instructor walked around the room whispering among her students in her mellifluous voice. Rini fidgeted in her cross legged pose. She flicked her long dark hair away from her face and tried to refocus her attention on the task at hand. She could feel the instructor at her side, laying a restraining hand on her shoulder. " It was easier said than done, Rini thought to herself.
Later, when she lay awake in bed, she regretted not paying more attention in her meditation class. The teacher was only trying to help. If this continued any longer, she would have to consult a therapist. That wasn't something she wanted to do. It was the absolute last resort for her. As an international aid worker, neither than luxury of staying in one location for long nor the money to afford the therapy was available to her.
These were sudden episodes she has become prone to soon after her visit the previous month to India. Her insomnia was making her less functional at work. Her boss Linda had stopped by her desk the previous day. "Rini, I am postponing your next trip back to India. You can go next month. I am not sure you can handle the stress again. You look like death boiled over." "I agree with her" Rini thought. "I am not sure why but India is getting into my bones. Probably I am taking all its problems too personally, After all its home in a way."
