My second given name is
Christopher, referring the saint boss of travelers (that had given his very own
coat to a small kid passing by) and well I might be aptly named as the
ayurvedic resort had my room booked for someone else the first night I was to
spend there so the good man Feroz (the manager) has me enjoying the pleasures
of the resorts luxury suite. That was a pretty nice beginning of treatment,
despite having to wake up a 6 in the morning.
Then I had a suitable room but
without any real desk so I would haphazardly lay in bed doing computer
activities or for reading but it was uncomfortable. Speaking of, having yoga at
7am is pretty amazing, less so the fact that mosquitoes are out at that time so
I asked if there was any other places. So the manager had us do yoga on a
rooftop, right next to coconut tree peaks. Really nice atmosphere plus on the
top of a building removed from the main compound, and I saw decent tables
pertaining to height and I enquired if I could move there. So they moved me
there, the rooms are obviously superior but to no extra charge^^
It seems the manager appreciates me. Here’s a little thought on different ways to see one situation. Apparently I am the only patient guest right now, it is early season. One could think that because I am the only one on treatment the shouldn’t give away any leeway pertaining to price. On the other hand, they seem to be quite grateful, I wouldn’t be surprised if its simply the clinic’s people usual nature, yet I get discounts perhaps because I am the only one. Also it was a nice idea to check the place out in person as they gave me the low season price instead of the internet price (overall a good 35 % less). But let us close the Braggling portion of this post.
Ayurveda :
As I said in the previous post I am undergoing and Ayurvedic
treatment. Both out of curiosity and also for my skin, as I hold within my
genetic code the ability to manifest Psoriasis.
And its been quite the adventure having a chronic illness
that reacts to so many different factors such as stress, laundry, food,
emotional state, pollution, humidity, sun and climate overall.
Classic public pool? |
The cure
is, at the time of writing, threefold. I drink what is called Ghee at 6am and
10pm. something like 2 centiliters of what feels like rancid warm nut oil with
added salt.
For the
first three days at least they have given bodydhara, which is unassuming but quite
intense as I am lying down on a table naked but for a piece of cloth and two
therapists pour upon my supple body liberal amount of hot water. Its color is
brown and with strong herbal and earthy scents emanate. At some times it even
feels like a light massage despite it being only hot water falling. Also it
does get me in intense states as my body heats up and also It seems to liberate
old psychological dirt, old negative thoughts come to mind in a way of saying
goodbye.
North cliff with all the boutiques and restaurants |
Quite the experience having two
people dedicated to bathe you for an hour. I am then dried and oiled. The first
day a couple hour after I felt extremely drained as if I was going to loose consciousness,
which was very impressive. Another impressive aspect of it is that my skin has
improved amazingly, perhaps the fastest in all of my fading history with the
affection. at first I has signed up for ten days, on the second day I choose two weeks and on the fourth 21 days.
I eat
mostly salted oats (occasionally rice) with lentils and greens alike green
beans okra and cabbage, most recently it has become less and less solid. Add to
that liberal amounts of liquid. I am not to drink cold or room temperature
water so they produce thermos’ with hot herbal tea of all sorts. Oh I also ate
some sort of seed that tasted like sauna smell (in my salted porridge). I mean
the herbal smell, fortunately I didn’t eat seeds that taste like a bunch of
naked Scandinavian people’s sweat.
Since then
It has been a full week and the skin is continuing to go better, boredom starts
to rear its teaching head. Also they have upped my daily dose of ghee and
replaced the nightly one by the most horrible thing I have ever “drank”.
Picture dry earth mixed with some water to create a sort of crunch sandy paste that
tastes extremely bitter, now think of a full longdrink glass. I gagged a couple
of times and had to finish with a spoon. My doctor just told me that I am
having to drink that for a week, one glass per night. Still six more nights, it
has instantaneously become the most challenging aspect of the cure. Of yeah and
it gives both diarrhea and stomach cramps. Oh joy. Perhaps I m regretting choosing 21 days instead of 10 (I would have finished tomorrow)
Bald and alone
And so I
shaved my head, as asked by my doctor and well it’s a sound decision as I did
have some on my head (its where the psoriasis all started) and it has proven
quite the purveyor of novel experiences. A random man on the beach, part of a
bachelor party posse, told me that I looked cute and that he loved my head. He
subsequently went and took my head in his hand to connect our foreheads. A dog
has licked my scalp during yoga. I’m now putting sunscreen not only on my face
but simply the whole of my head. And I’ve had mosquito bites up there as well.
The sensation itself is pretty interesting as sometimes it feels like I have
“ghost hair” when I go to pass my hand through my hair and it just feels like I
am rubbing a very thin coarse rug. Or when I rise out of the water and shake my
head to settle my non existent hair.
Hair no more! |
One thing I
had never thought of before is my relationship to my hair and seduction, and
I’ll admit feeling less confident now that I am bald. Certainly an unforeseen
consequence of actual cultural norms I’ve been brought up with. Nonetheless
that and the very different culture, one of which I lack many codes to
understand how seduction works and if there is any allowed in my actual
whereabouts do create quite the challenging situation. Also pertaining to the
“available” it’s the whole 2014 cruise ship situation all over again, elders
and couples abound and I find myself retiring into a shell of deception and
ancient timidity. But as with all things this too shall pass as well as this is
a legitimate experience in itself.
on the way between my room and the dinning area |
I do try
and consider my actual predicament with the tolerance one would with someone in
the hospital undergoing treatment for a chronic illness but I’ve always
considered my condition minor, even despite the intense obviousness and perhaps
gnarlyness that I have experienced in the past. Time to accept, grieve and say goodbye.
It has been somewhat of a companion I must admit. The sort of love-hate
destructive relationship but that created comfort and stability. However weird
that feels. But it is an illness and I would so love to live normally
pertaining to that. Furthermore, in a society cruelly extreme when it comes to
body image. Especially in the last ten years where our models have become
genuine aliens. Our conscious mental certainly is aware of the disasters Photoshop
has set upon our self worth, and even then it does take an effort to remind
ourselves that that beautiful, picture perfect woman, selling absurd unrelated
wares alike plastic bags. In the oversized advertising plastered everywhere is
a created image much more than a picture, more akin to a painting actually. So
we have to remember and then actually put in the effort to undo the brain
washing on a conscious level all the while our subconscious takes it as gospel
and shines that sordid light back to us in our deepest yearnings.
But I
digress, so yeah I’m bald and alone and it does have its merits.
Faser and Tania
Yup its pretty easy meeting Keralans, as I was floating in
the ocean for my morning routine I made a few strides to catch up the distance
the current had made me drift. It brought me closer to a smiling face, so
naturally we entertained small talk, I’m from Geneva Switzerland here for a cure
and overall traveling the world, he’s Faser native from Varkala and works in Abu
Dhabi, here for some home vacation. So we swam together further into the ocean.
As he said “come on let’s swim”.
Bigger (more or less one foot) and thankfully not as fast of a crab |
Then he saw Tania’s bobbing face and greeted
her. Apparently they met enjoying the same morning routine. So here comes this
at 60+ Ukrainian woman who goes on explaining that she looked at me going into
the water and followed pursuit as it is scary to be alone^^
Eventually Faser
leaves for the shore and Tania asks me to tell her when I will run aground
again. So here we are chilling in the ocean and she starts singing ukraninan
songs!!!
That was so awesome! So here I am in Kerala oceanic shallows
and I meet the awesome Ukrainian mom (or perhaps grand ma) and she goes telling
me about her kids and how to greet people in Ukrainian. All that as I am
planning on going to Ukraine in a couple months!
The end of the afternoon |
We went back to shore but the
landing was quite intense as the waves were rigorously energetic for cause of
the far presence of a distancing cyclone. I must admit getting washed thoroughly
by the waves a couple of times. But I wasn’t going to let her cope with the
dangerous waves alone. As you pretty much have guessed it all went well in the
end^^
Languages
So as I have said in passing last post, their relationship
to language is quite different. Alos its pretty odd when I started adopting
their way of speaking, accent and formaulation in order to be easier understood
but mostly born from a desire to share like them. One of my favorites
relationship to languges are in their acceident prevention slogans one can find
in diferent districts. I ve jotted a few down for our pleasure:
“Speed thrills but kills”
“Accident bring tears, safety bring cheers”
“Don’t be daring, be caring”
and my favorite
“Accident is painful, safety is gainful”
also I saw in passing one “google men’s wear” as well as a
“facebook men’s wear” both using nonchalantly the official logos and design of
the aforementioned companies. Also a “Like “ store with the now world famous
blue thumb up logo.
I think this slogan was for a sort of Tupperware company “
Family plastics, the virgin moulder ” needless to say that among all the
natural, cultural and environmental wonders I keep on discovering these small
very savory tid bit are very much enjoyed as well.
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