Sunday, February 22, 2009
A MYSORE MOMENT - IN MADISON, WISCONSIN
A gentleman with a ponytail got on the hotel elevator at the same time I did early Saturday morning.
"Which floor?" he asked.
"First," I replied.
"Lobby?" he asked.
Something about the way he said the word piqued my interest.
"Are you from India?" I asked.
"Yes," he replied.
"Where are you from?"
The mind searched for the correct word for breakfast.
"Tindi aita?" I asked.
He looked surprised, but answered without missing a beat,
He laughed. "How do you know Kannada?"
"I spent some time in Mysore," I said. "An important yoga teacher is there."
Now he really looked surprised.
"I'm from Mysore!" he said as the elevator reached the lobby.
"Mysore is toomba chennai gidday!" I said.
And with that we wished each other a good day and parted, smiles on our faces.