That Time I Got Locked in the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi’s Ashram
Searching for the meaning of life in Northern India’s Rishikesh
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8 min readJan 31
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The morning I set off for the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi’s ashram it was cool outside, low- to mid-sixties. But as I walked across the Lakshman Jhula, a suspension bridge that bounced with my every step across a fast-moving river, the sweat poured. Out of my…