Modi becomes a yogi


When the PM got up at AM to attempt the Guinness, a sundry synthesis of students, soldiers and spectators woke with him to set the records straight. His RSS feeds were delivered over a turquoise yoga mat, paying tribute with the tri-color draped around the yogi doing the yoga. June 21, 2015 was all about mantra, mudra and of course, Modi.

No he wasn’t twisted around like a golden pretzel like Ram Dev and nor was he draped with the yoga toga that seems to have no problem in convincing nervous followers to close their eyes while exercising. Not that elastic Baba is anything but a grandiose Guru. But the glorious nirvana rays were on Narada Modi today.

Today was not about the poses. Or the exotic dance form. Today was about the asanas that the world knew correctly to identify; one more to the added dictionary of Karma. Thankfully there was no sad in the Sadbhavana that Modi preached for. This mass demonstration was a mass celebration that comes at a rare sight; without the violence and protests and screams of incoherent rattle. Instead of the clichéd retired, aged sages were students along the path at Rajpath; for once teaching the elders to practice.


And as the sun finished up its Suryanamaskar, the rains immediately came down for a performance of their own.