Exhausted...

I'm exhausted, I really shouldn't be writing. I've got nothing else to do while I wait to bord my train back to Varanassi, I'm pushing down the memories of my last journey, 22 hours of being ver sick on a very crowded train :D This time I'm on the superfast train. Although I'm back in General class, which means I'm going to be human cattle! I read Mahatma Gandhi's autobiography and he used to travel entirely on third class. It's a quarter of the price as sleeper class, with accordingly as little space. I hope to get a luggage rack and claim it as my own. Bedtime has been early lately so that I can wake up for yoga at 6:00 or 7:00 AM. I was practicing with a 103 year old Swami that was teaching free classes, pretty awesome in my opinion. So many stories to tell... Gaah!
Today was pretty special, in case you didn't know it's Hanuman's birthday! He's the monkey god who swore his allegiance to Rama, Krishna's earthly embodyment, and helped him rescue his wife from the demon king Ravana, anyways Hanuman represents duty, strength, humility and service. He's a very special god, there isn't a Rickshaw walla without his little orange hanuman.
The day began with a monkey getting into my room at the Ashram where I was in Rishikesh (the same one I stayed in before) and stealing my bananas and oranges. I was in the bathroom, and when I came out a friend down the hall calmly told me that a monkey was in my room. He said, "It's OK though, 'cause it's Hanuman's birthday." I went into the the room and the monkey had only taken the fruit and left. No damage done! i was happy to have fed the monkey :D
Ok, I'm getting off, I'm going to fall face first into the keyboard and I'm going to need my energy for my train in an hour. More to come when I get to Varanassi!