The art of doing nothing.

I can't remember when was the last time I sat around an entire day without checking my watch, but instead looked towards the sky and sunlight for an indication of time.

When I spend the longest periods sitting around in chilly winds and playing silly games, and when laughter accompanies my every meal.

When I gain the deepest contentment from stroking a cat, and a warm shower taken with a bucket and a pail.

India has stripped me down to almost the basics, and while the absence of urban luxuries took a bit of getting used to, I am now enjoying the art of doing nothing at all.