Durban / Mauritius
Never Ever
Never ever have I seen or heard such forceful rain. It was an all-nighter, and penetrated, somehow, through windows and doors, leaving us with a threat of flights being cancelled to various destinations, ours being Mauritius. When finally we did arrive and having survived the consistent pounding of water, Sukadeva, 19, and I experienced another hiccup. Our itinerary said we leave today, while the computer at the airport wicket read that we were on for tomorrow. Yikes!
However, Krishna came through on this one, like all challenges. Adjustments were made and we ended up on the same flight as Jambhavan at 7:00 a.m. Over the Indian Ocean we went, losing two hours of time, and we landed at the Mauritian Airport to be greeted by a chanting, welcoming party with flower garlands, smiles and a bowl of mini slabs of baked potatoes with pizza topping.
As is done annually, Kale and a companion, Dhananjaya, drove us to Amara's home, there to meet over twenty teens and older, for a preparation on this weekend's Shakti Show, and our drama, "Gods and Demons." I'm resorting to the three of us who flew over, to provide direction to this fun play. We started rehearsals, not losing a beat, and also got serious about the casting.
It's a nice group but they are shy and stiff. What to do? I’ve been in this spot before, and am determined to loosen up the troupe. Unfortunately, time did not allow for footsteps other than what we achieved in three airports. We'll be okay!
May the Source be with you!
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