Travel Diairies-Life with Lola- Day1
Little did I thought of what I've left in Geneva and moved into. I had a sound sleep and woke up in the natural darkness and went out for a walk. The morning fog embellished the old mountain ranges and I walked further enjoying the trees, morning breeze and the cold air. After a long walk, I caught up with Dan to have breakfast. Enjoying the breakfast and discussing the concepts of carnivore diets, one meal per day plans, I enjoyed the french breakfast, I made for myself, thanks to Danesh's instructions. Ham, bread and butter with a double shots of coffee.
After a heavy breakfast, we began to work on the room Danesh is working on. We got on the plasterboards, lifted them, moved them and began to measure and cut the pieces. I realised that, I was very clumsy while I got working with tools. I got a chance to dabble with holesaw, driller and a lot of power tools. Together, we've set up plasterboarding, drilled a bit for electric lights, bolted the boards, a little bit of plastering. I was realising that my estimation skills on metres is not up-to-the mark. I enjoyed the day handling a lot of tools. After a little break, I got to try my hand at Dorodango- the japanese art form. I got two scoops of white sand, 3 scoops of clay and made a round ball out of it by adding little water. I had to let it dry for two days and then work on it. Excited for it.
After that, I went out for a walk around the town where I've come across a library, a few monuments and trees. Strolling in the village which is very quite during the lunch hour, I've learnt that people shut all the shops from 12-2pm and stay indoors having lunch. The roads are deserted and hardly there's any human presence. I sat around a corner, on a bench and begant to journal my thoughts.
I wrote for a long time, that the village got back from their lunch break and began their daily life. I continued writing and began to wander around. This time, I wanted to go where my feet took me and I continued a up hill path where I kept walking enjoying the nature. I got reminded of my walks in hills with Ashok Joseph. After a two hour walk, I returned home and rested for a while to have my dinner. At 6 PM, I had a my dinner and went on to catch up with Danesh.
Talking of music, we begant to discuss how listening to music is an activity, one needs to engage and enjoy rather than listen to it passively. Everyone has their way of listening to it but, both of us seemed to enjoy music a bit more passionately. Talking of music, we began to listen to an album Dele Majnoon by Mohammadreza Shajarian. Danesh would be so lost and affected by music that he would fall short of words to explain the lyrics at times. He'd pause the music at times to not miss a beat and share the translation to me. Over the translation, we've shared some profound thoughts.
Karen joined us for a while and she shared her travel tales- She visited India in 1997 to do her 10 day vipassana meditation. She also shared how she missed a train ride and ended up a 16 hour bus ride to Mysore. Before calling it a day, went on a walk with Lola to the woods and near by river- Tech. We skipped stones and walked a bit. Sometimes, in silence and sometimes through stories, we shared and I walked to my bed to write down all before I let it skip away.
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