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Happiness Program, Art of Living

I had heard a lot about it but whenever I was asked if I would like to join the course I would refuse but this time a doctor from his own experience suggested me to join the course and learn Sudarshan Kriya.

Since, it were my holidays and I had a lot of free time I finally decided to attend the Happiness program this time when I got the chance. There are a lot of things I learnt in the last four days but I felt there are so many things we know, we do apply them for a short while but do not make them a habit and I believe that consistency is the hardest part. I don't intend to implement everything I learnt in a day, week or a month but rather slowly and steadily.

I am just committed to only one thing for now to continue Sudharshan Kriya. There have been a few people who have told me about their own experience. They have felt a lot of change in their lives, in their healths, workplace and in their relationships too just because of this one practice. But consistency is the key. They have seen the results because they are committed to do it daily even in the worst of their days and remember to do it even on their best days. It inspires me to stick to it and do it daily too.

This short experience had been a good one for me. I hope to attend the advanced course if I get the chance at some point in the future.

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