Ayurveda, healthcare India

Two weeks without meat, without phone, internet, without TV, without car, without sunbathing, without bread or wine, in short, a vacation without "dirladada".What an idea!Here I am, however, landing in Trivandrum, southwest of the horn of India, with a tiny suitcase in hand, and on the heart, a trunk or brinquebalent some mourning, a little too much sugar, nothing of cholesterol, and four or five kilos to lose.The air is soft, the cows, sacred, and the car, air -conditioned, which drops me off in this early morning at the door of the Kalari Rasayana.From the outset, Doctor Sankar Sreelal receives me in his small office, near a large swimming pool which I will not enjoy, the Ayurveda advising the fatigue and thermal differences inherent in swimming.We are both dressed in white, wears him pants and a long immaculate poplin shirt, and I one of the two pajamas found on my bedside table and which will be, for two weeks, my daily uniform.For one hour, it inquires very completely with my physical condition, "he must, he say, be in fairly good health for this treatment" and exposes me in English the different phases of manasanthi, anti-stress cure of fourteendays when my body will be purged of what clutters it using yoga, massages and medicinal herbs before putting it back in working order.Voltage, weight, pulse, the subject is declared good for the service;Notice that Dr. Poormina Streelal corroborates, the dietician who has no equal to explain to the fans of the calf's head the importance of a vegetarian diet in the normalization of a metabolism.Once the diagnosis is made, the domain of the old Hotel Tranquil Palms, by Lake Pravur becomes your planet.An electrician and his wife, school teacher, had dreamed a few years ago to install in this magnificent place, a vacation club.But the idea gave a long time and Jose Dominic, managing director of the CGH Earth channel resumed, four years ago, the hand on the three hectares of palm trees housing around forty buildings and bungalows to transform the place intoAn Ayurvedic Hospital.

Life sets in, set by the roadmap deposited each evening in your room.Yoga of six hours minus a quarter, where calm Dr Ashley P.Jayan reveals you the prodigious stiffness of an anatomy which until then seemed rather flexible to you, with three grapes that has every night near your bed the pretty manjusha, everything is said.Everything is recorded massages, meditations, meals, snacks, galleys and cuddles that will punctuate the cure.The first two days, we are simply surprised.In good, gets along.The tables make the law.That of meals first, served on round brass trays topped with a banana leaf.We have lunch and dinner in silence, without tickling your laptop or reading, nor doing crossword, nor chat with your neighbor.Food being what allows life, it is a question of being in its business.The spectacle is in front of you, on the lake, and also in these cups of metal filled with salads, various rice, dairy products, creams, consumed, veloutés, duxelles, brunois and other deliciously spicy macedony.Massage tables, then.We lie down almost naked under the gentle and small palms of Soumya and Greeshma, one in starboard, the other on port.After a prayer to Jesus, the two young women, who handle palm oil like nobody, decide, smoothed, tap, cisail, tickle, scratch, bush, bush, touch, grab and mix this poor poorly recovered body.

The following four days are a little less fun because there is a sort of stripping of the body.For three days, the ghee, we pronounce "Guer" (butter that we heat to extract the water and clarify it), will convey in the smallest corners of the patient of the patient, and according to the needs detectedby the doctor, the active ingredients of drug powders drawn from plants.The practitioner, turned east, collects himself, time to put the god Ganesh in the stethoscope, then hands you the yellow drink in a brass cup "so that you do not worry about the dose".The idea: drinking dry ass, like a vodka.It takes half a second to realize that we would surely prefer a good absolut bucket and a few hours to wonder if we really did well to sacrifice two weeks of vacation to drink melted butter.Reinforced feeling, the 5th day by the purge which closes the

hostilities and nails you in your home, the angry tripe and morale at half mast.To the ghee going new!The sixth day is a rebirth, another story that speaks of calm, silence and the joys of obedience.It is not that wisdom is suddenly mounted to the cervical, no, it is simply that you start to glimpse the comfort of an existence where one is released from any choice.Time stops, and installs a tranquility in which neither boredom, hunger, desire, but where the scent of a frangipanier flower draws you from tears.Massages follow one another, never the same, handling the rice powder in turn which, applied with hot pads leaves you on the skin a scent of desserts, oil, or even heat, since at the end ofCertain sessions, we enclose you in an oven, or else we make you pour a burning bath in a red copper bathtub.

Relaxation also has its part, taught by an Indian frail in a crystal voice, which teaches you to count and recount all the parts of your body.The nights succeed the days.The rest is just a rosary of tiny and capital details.There are the mauve lights of the little mornings, the fish that we nourish with rice at the time of a tea that we do not drink, the overwhelming taste of curry on certain cauliflowers, or that of the firstPapadam, spicy and crunchy pancake, which you are served right after the end of the ghee, and which, literally, explodes you to the taste buds.The lake is like a living print, a permanent cinema.We follow with passion there the endless sequence shot showing the round gestures of a fisherman who makes a senne under the gourmet gaze of a white egret;We watch the distant sob of Rajadhani, red express that connects the Kerala to Delhi, to the north, and which passes in the distance, on an iron bridge that the heat is shaking at noon.

Daily weighing reveals a melting body;the blood pressure monitor, a peaceful heart.In three days, the doors of Kalari Rasayana will open and return you to civil life, fries, pineapple in boxes.A visit to Nair Narayanan, the chef of the restaurant, is essential, as we would provision for an antivenin serum leaving for a trek in the pampas.Coming to Ayurveda after years of traditional cuisine, this melted seafood has, to explain its art, precise gestures and large hands with pink palms.Curcuma, coriander, cumin, cardamom, peppers, nutmeg and cinnamon fill cups and neighbor with garlic, onion and finely chopped ginger.In a thick caquelon, Nair will melt a good ghee nut, come back the garlic, shudder the spices it will sow in the rain before throwing half a glass of water that will bubble furiously.The fine cut carrots and the green beans in very small pieces will join the hell that the chef will appear as a burn museum of the stove that looks like a blue sea urchin.The coconut paste will thicken the seasoned preparation of a little coriander and a pinch of Garam Masala.We will take the recipe book to remember, and when we will be hungry, line 7 of the metropolitan: in Paris, India begins behind the Gare de l'Est…

Travelogue

Kalari Rasayana

Accredited by the Indian government, the CGH Earth group manages two establishments in Kerala.Converted to the south of the state on an area of more than 3 hectares planted with coconut palms on the edge of Lake Paravur, the Kalari Rasayana (the lake song) is the most.In an environment conducive to calm and meditation, it offers 22 comfortable rooms and 11 treatment rooms.

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Specialist in tailor -made travel in the most beautiful places in the world, charming land (01.55.42.74.10;www.land.com) has been working for several years with the CGH Earth centers and plebiscite the Cure Antistress Manasanthi which takes place over 14 days.The tour operator offers a package including flights from Paris to Etihad, A/R transfers from and to Trivandrum airport, full -board accommodation following Kalari Rasayana and the full care program: from€ 6,710 for a double occupation and € 7,500 if you are alone.

Good to know

For a successful stay, leave your moisturizing milk at home, solar oil, swimsuit, gala dresses, cocktail shaker.On the other hand, take away: a nail brush with oxygenated water (massage oil is yellow), 2 pretty scarves to have lunch between two treatments by resembling the girl with the pearl, a round brush and a dryer-Chevelers for the moment when we remove the scarf, sea workers (Victor Hugo), the last Sylvain Tesson, wool to knit (with a difficult model!).