Here I am, down under in Melbourne, equal measure of work and play – I like it. Few engagements – public and private, and for the fifth day in a row, for the first time, I am golfing in a village course, in Dandenong Ranges. Fabulous countryside. Caddied by a Scottish lady, still intoxicated by the whiskey she stopped drinking seven years ago.

Very interesting fauna and flora hereabouts. My engagements did not allow me to do much of a walkabout, but the terrain, people, culture and language as it is spoken here give the place a very different feel from the rest of the world.

The talks were well attended and a small group of volunteers did great in organizing the events that definitely had impact in this southern city of the state of Victoria.

South Indian culture and aborigines may have been from the same stock; this thought is making circulation. It is time to do some DNA or genetic studies to either establish or dispel this. The aborigine medicine and spirituality definitely seem to echo of Southern India, but this deserves a proper study.

This trip to Australia has been path-breaking for Isha in this part of the world. Last but not the least, this happened at the St. Andrews Course, from a distance of 142 yards, I holed-it for a delightful Eagle – my first hole-in-one. If you are a golfer, you know it does not take skill alone to achieve this, but the planet has to spin for you.

Today I’m off to Los Angeles, boarding at noon time and arriving in LA at 10 am – same day. See, I am gaining time, even light cannot do that – NO I have not become a neutrino.

Love & Grace,