I have an ache. It comes once in a red moon. Other than being very petite and used to attend to people giving out orders asking me to munch and weigh more, I hardly ever stumble upon sickness- just that solely exclusive ache. I should blame myself for not following the pantang that is to stay away from consuming ice-cube and fried foods when the moment in time is about to come, but I do not give any damn with it.
It’s my foods- it’s now or no way. To me, if I acquire the additional nutrient supplements, the whole lot is going to be excellent. Miserably, in reality case, either Zinc or Calcium Magnesium does me no wonder.
And when the pain strikes, I cannot situate on my own feet. I feel numb all over my muscles. My miniature lips become very wishy-washy and all I want to do is to hop down the Mount Everest, as high as I possibly will. To add insult to an injury, I cannot even turn to sleeping as my panic room, as it hurts me more by just lying on the bed. Regular amount of Cadbury just-chocolate-bar, Yogurt drink, minyak Yu Yee Cap Limau and heated F.O.S. yellow container are my emergency-kit.
Some acquaintances of mine once even recommend me to use the covered-iron on my stubborn stomach, but I just do not want to risk my flat tummy.
Muttering inside of my heart with pure desire, “I ought to overcome this hormone problem, come what may.”
On a fine day right after my morning lab, I went back to my room with a packed lunch box. However, I skipped the meal because the appetite just could not retreat and heal the pain contained by my body that attacked me right on the spot. Within the killing hours, I found on my table an emerald book by Dr. Asana Andiappan entitled Thirumoolar’s Ashtanga Yoga.
This pose is just a piece of cake;if compared with other poses in the content.
In actuality, I used to go to yoga classes that practice Sahaja Yoga. Even though I know that I should not practice it during the moment, I decided to give it an attempt just to shift my focus from my dim-witted pain.
Accompanied by my playlist consisted of rhythms that I consider are suitable soothing piece of music, I started my practice by doing postures that I learned from the class.
“I forgive all my thoughts and let my thoughts go away,” is the mantra that I kept repeating in my head like the enthusiast in The Number 23. I sat still and I could feel the cool breeze right on both palms.
Back in yoga centre, what distinguished me from the other yoga practitioners was that in the middle of the meditation, both of my hands would go straight up into the air, unintentionally.
I took it as a thoughtless awareness.
After feeling the instant stillness within my body, I flipped the pages of the book and started to tag along the steps written inside of it. There were many postures that I managed to do despite all the numbness namely The Tree Pose, The Cobra Pose, The Downward Dog Pose, The Table Pose, The Tortoise Pose, The Triangle Pose, and the one that needs my head and the upper part of my body to endure the rest of the weight as I lifted up whole body into the air while two eyes of mine focusing on the big toes, et cetera.
The Tree PoseBy the time I felt tired, I did the Savasana (The Corpse Pose) and found myself to be enchanted with the flexible exercise :)
I know my Asana (posture or physical exercise) and Pranayama (breathing tecnique and regulation) were not as perfect as the ones that have been instructed by yoga gurus, but I kept on stretching until I could feel the difference within my spine. Yoga was able to give me the tranquility and serenity, and the pain was out of the picture IMMEDIATELY. The next thing I knew, I slept like a baby until my bestie woke me up because it was nearly Maghrib.
‘Our body is a temple’ relates to yoga.
At times, our body constitution declines modern cures as well as the most advanced medication due to some unknown reasons. This body that does my life everything I need has a few glands that are ductless and should work properly. Hence, it is my duty to protect the body granted by Allah S.W.T.
That is why yoga is called as ‘internal massage tool’ as it is the only form of activity that massages all the internal glands and organs of the body that hardly to be massaged during our whole life span. The massage guarantees the optimum blood supply to different parts of the body by mildly stretching muscles and joints. It can thus be suggested that yoga practice cures my period pain.
People weight train to gain muscle and strength, jogging or aerobics for cardiovascular work, tai-chi to widen a sense of balance and harmony, stretching to gain flexibility, meditation to attain tranquility of mind; however, yoga gives me everything I wish for- Strength, Endurance, Patience, Survival, Balance, Flexibility, Relaxation, Cardiovascular Health.
It fits its name- a unity of mind, body and spirit.
And that very evening plus its practicality has changed my whole perception over yoga practice.
As I am living in a modern technology world, my aging is speeding, stress is mounting, and problems are mushrooming: I am happy to turn to yoga as a way to create a healthier life. It can be done almost anywhere, with any comfortable apparel, accompanied by my favorite music and it makes me happy as well.
But if one day I lose interest over this,I don’t blame the world.
It’s me and my excuses :)
