Walking down a crowed street in the heart of New Delhi, dodging merchants and stray dogs, I kept asking myself ,What am I doing? Flying half-way across the world, just to meet this person that I barely know?
I really don’t know what’s gotten into me lately. First taking up yoga lessons instead of my regular gym work-outs. Then talking online to this girl online. Then flying to New Delhi to meet her.

I’m usually a very conservative, realistic kind of guy. But ever since I met Leya in a chatroom for fellow yogis, I can’t seem to wrap my head around the idea of reality. So as I’m walking down these narrow crowded lanes, towards the park where we are to meet, I have never felt so alive.