Laughing Yoga in India

At 6.30am I sleepily stumbled up the stairs and onto the roof of my hotel in Khajuraho for my early morning yoga session. India is such a chaotic place so it was eerie but beautiful to see the town when the streets were silent, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, there was no tinny radio blaring out Hindi songs, there were no dogs barking or horns honking. I made a silent promise to myself that I’d make more of an effort to get up at this time of the morning and see the world before it wakes up.

Gardens in India

As I stood on the roof, looking down on the hotel courtyard, a small orchid and a flower garden, I saw a man dressed in white who appeared to be floating through the trees. He stopped occasionally to look up at the sun but otherwise strolled slowly with his hands clasped loosely behind his back. He looked like his walking on air.

I instantly knew that he must be the yoga teacher and stood watching him for a little while longer, captivated by this peaceful moment

He eventually joined me on the rooftop, 10 minutes late but I was trying my best to be a tranquil and chilled out yogi rather than a stressed out and punctual Londoner, so I pretended not to notice.  He still had the air of someone who had just stepped out of a dream and was all floaty and mystical. Maybe it was because the sun was rising and creating a soft orange light behind his back that made him glow but, in my memory, he’s become some kind of mythical man from the flower garden.

Sunrise on the rooftops
Sunrise on the rooftops

He handed me a rough picnic blanket to spread out across the concrete rooftop which was already beginning to warm up nicely. He introduced himself with a chuckle and I don’t think he stopped chuckling for the next hour and a half.

I was joined by a girl from Germany and he referred to us as ‘Germany’ and ‘England’ as he told us we needed to smile more or jump higher, stretch further, chant louder or laugh with more energy. Yes, he told us to laugh with energy!

For anyone who has been to a yoga class before, you’ll already know that this was unlike any Western yoga class. There were no sun salutations or tree poses or difficult stretches that you have to hold for 30 seconds while patting your head with one hand and rubbing your belly with another with one finger on your nose and one toe on your shoulder. No, this seemed like it was just plain fun.

I’d been excited about trying a yoga class in India, it is the home of yoga after all, but I’m also aware that our Western version of yoga is very different to how they traditionally practice in India. I’ll admit that I go to yoga classes to tone and strengthen on the days I’m feeling lazy and can’t face something as energetic as ‘Body Pump’ or ‘Body Combat’. I know that the meditative benefits can outweigh the physical benefits in yoga but I’m still not sure if I’m spiritual enough to appreciate them

laughing yogi

We began with some deep breathing exercises while our teacher told us all the benefits of yoga, some of which I’m still dubious about. I’ll admit that he did look 20 years younger than he claimed to be but I don’t understand how yoga can give you good teeth, shiny hair, and no brown spots or sun damage to the skin. He chuckled as he described his friends who don’t practice yoga and have potbellies, bad skin, rotting teeth and unhappy lives. We couldn’t help but laugh along with his crazy and infectious amusement.

Some of the exercises felt like a primary school PE class with star jumps and teddy bear rolls while some felt more like the yoga classes I’m used to with downward dogs and backbends. Some were more like a chill-out session as we lay on the roof and soaked up the rising sun and I’m pretty sure some were designed to simply make us laugh.

Towards the end of the class he began jumping up and down while bellowing, ‘Come on, laugh, laugh!’ I looked at the German girl who looked equally as uncomfortable as I felt.

‘Err, ha, ha, ha?’ I attempted awkwardly with a forced smile. Then I tried again. And again. And before I knew it I was doubled over in hysterics while belly laughing. Once I’d started I couldn’t stop and was wiping the tears from my cheeks.

It wasn’t long before the other guests in the hotel began to wake up and came out to investigate what the crazy people on the roof were doing. They began to follow along from their balconies when they heard our laughter and saw the silly exercises we were doing and it felt like the whole hotel was united in one crazy laughing game.

By the end of the 90 minutes I felt like I’d had just as much of a workout as I would in my normal yoga class but I spent the rest of day bursting into spontaneous giggles at the memory. It may not have been like my usual class but it sure was fun.

 

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Monica is the founder and editor of The Travel Hack. She began the blog in 2009 when she left the UK to travel around Asia and Australia for two years. She's now a professional blogger and has travelled around the world in search of stylish adventure travel. Monica has recently had her second baby and is determined to prove that travelling with a baby is possible!

SHOWHIDE Comments (12)
  1. This is amazing! Sounds like so much fun 🙂 I’ve only started getting into yoga the past year, but I’m totally addicted now. While I’ve been told that I only practice ‘bunny’ (western) yoga, I am interested in experiencing the more meditative classes. This sounds like a great way to start 🙂 Yoga in India is high high high on my bucket list!

  2. I love the idea of doing classes like this abroad. I used to train in taekwondo and often had aspirations to be like karate kid for a few weeks, training in some beautiful Korean setting, surrounded by monks… It’s never to late I guess, but my flying side kick could do with some work!

  3. I loved this post so much because I attended a laughing yoga class here in Madrid about a year ago and it was insane. I still can’t describe the crazy, high-energy, uncomfortable-in-a-good-way atmosphere of the class….we had to pretend we were wild animals and try to attack each other with only our eyes. Weird? Yes, but it really was so much fun and I felt great afterwards!

  4. India is definitely a chaotic place but can be quite and peaceful at times. Yoga is great. I suggest you do Kapalbhati and Anulom Vilom if you are on the go. You can do both of them in 10 minutes. But I would love to go to the laughing yoga, sounds interesting.

  5. Amazing blog!! I dream someday get to travel as much as you do!! So lucky!!! Thank you for writing and inspiring so many because I am sure I am not the only one who feels inspired! 🙂

  6. This sounds brilliant fun – and I’m going to be in Khajuraho in a couple of month’s time. Can you remember the name of the teacher or tell me where you found the class? I’d love to try it!

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