I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE...
I’m not a yogi. I don’t yoga nor meditate everyday, neither do I pray 5 times a day. I’ve not been to India. I’m not vegan. I hate chai tea and I drink alcohol on special occasions. I’m not very flexible. I’m the girl who still looks around in class sometimes, wondering if I'm doing "IT" right. I can't do a handstand (yet) and my crow is still work-in-progress. I hate “knees-chest-chin” pose because it hurts my neck. I don’t have a six-pack abs. I’m afraid of frogs, snakes and fishes. I’m afraid of getting things wrong. I’m always seeking approval; I’m neither spiritual nor religious. I don’t think yoga is a religion. And I’m braving infertility.