Don’t lose your grip
July 15th, 2008
Of all the things which I did in Banda Aceh, none of them gave me as much satisfaction as the regular Yoga and Dal nights I organized. Every Tuesday night I had a reason to leave the office on time, race home, cook a pot full of dal (with some assistance this later expanded to include chapatti, raita, chai and occasionally gulab jamun ). Once the food was ready, I would lead a yoga class for anyone who wanted to come. There was normally a class of about 6-12 people and it once got up to 17, with people overflowing into the kitchen. Although I’m not a qualified yoga teacher, I’ve been doing it for about 7 years, and people seemed happy. After the class we would hang out and eat dal together. (which is perhaps the reason some people came!)
Regardless of whatever frustrations I was having at work, things not going according to plan, or generally feeling like I wasn’t making a difference, I knew that on Tuesday night I would be able to teach yoga to a group a people and feed them some good food – and I knew that, in my own small way, I was contributing . It was my small effort of community building in Banda Aceh.
NOTE: Interestingly, since I have left, a Fatwa has been issued against Yoga by the influential Islamic Indonesian Ulemas Council (not an official government body, but influential). Although yoga for exercise is OK, once you include a bit of chanting and meditation it becomes positively un-Islamic. Alas – it looks like I got out in time.
However as far as I know, dal is still halah, and some recipes can be found here.