Beauty in chaos: free interpretations of the traffic jam in Mysore

The way of getting the real thing about the places is to spend time there, doing nothing special; just sitting on the street, looking at the people.

Scooters in Mysore can carry the most strage things: gas cylinders; a big pile of carpets full of colours, almost covering the view of the driver; a red parasol; kilos and kilos of bananas; whole families opening their path between the cows and the rigshaws against the flow of traffic. Women dressed in their saris sit by side when are carried behind the driver -they do not put one leg on each side of the seat-.

You may like it: Not only asana. Open your mind as your body.

Besides being a challenge for patience, traffic chaos, somehow, can be the living expression of the cultural network, all the narrations passed by oral tradition: the same overpopulation of stories, characters, ends and whorships. In the present lives something that still remains untouched; in the chaos the beauty of life is expressed.

In this way, Krishna says Arjuna in the Baghavad Gita, one of the most important sacred books in Hinduism: “He who sees Me in all things and sees all things in Me, he never becomes separated from Me, nor do I become separated of him” (6.31); “He who, being stablished in unity, worships me, who I am dwelling in all beings, whatever his mode of life, that Yogui abides in Me” (6.32)

Doctor of Philosophy specialising in Hinduism, Javier Ruiz Calderón, says:

In the middle of the pavement, a calf rests, upright on its bent legs.

_Sources

_{-Ruiz Calderón, Javier. (2008). A brief history of Hinduism. From the Vedas to the 21st century. Biblioteca Nueva Editorial, Madrid.}

_{-Swami Swarupananda. (2020). Srimad Bhagavad Gita. Advaita Ashrama Publication Department.}