Falling Leaves

As I turned up to enter the Port Dickson toll to head north to KL yesterday morning, I was gifted a most wonderful sight.

Angsana leaves were falling like a shoal of fishes. Shades of yellow and green were fluttering down in a seemingly never ending stream, guided by an urgent calling.

I took a breath and so wanted to take a picture but the camera was located in at the back seat. To show and share with friends this beautiful sight. That brief moment will now remain a memory.

I suppose life is like that, a brief moment in time as we whiz pass. Like those leaves, we will eventually fall and return to the Earth from whence we came.

Himalaya REIKI Hands

Offloading the shelves of those Indian shops was so much fun. Product-Himalaya cold balm, an ointment very similar to our local Tiger balm only much sweeter and calmer. Not to say that it can be quite addictive. Very much like glue sniffing!

On an earlier trip to North India in 2006, one of our fellow traveler brought this balm from home and told everyone that it is very expensive thus very precious. So, this time round, when we saw them available at 40 rupees in the shops of Lucknow, we notified all our kakis and raided the shops buying up all the stock that were available. We did the same in Dharamsala. The cost was a third of what we buy from Guardian Pharmacy here.

I have found it to be very good for cold and nagging cough, especially those that racks you in the middle of the night. Dob some onto your palm and rub your palms vigorously to generate heat. Then put your palms on your chest like for a while. The heat and the evaporating vapour will work its wonders.

A fellow Reiki Master called this the “Himalaya Reiki Hands”.