So while I am still not able to swing up on my own, with one gentle hands-up, I can prop up against the wall.

Today, I could extend my heels without losing control. I didn’t breathe heavily, scared that my neck is going to snap, or roll my eyes around.

I’ve realized that if I keep my neck absolutely straight, and my eyes looking straight ahead, I feel quite light.

One would think, a glance here or there, could hardly matter, but there is a slight shift that occurs, which either leads to a swinging of the legs, or a crick in the neck.

I can come down on my own, one leg at a time, without a graceless thump.

The key in shirshasana is to keep the weight of your body on your elbows, and to not panic. It’s easier to do if you trust your guru.

It’s wonderful to see the world, or at least the little bit within your line of vision, upside down for some time. Even if it is only for a couple of minutes. For now.

And then, there are the age spots on my cheek-bones, which I’m hoping to zap into oblivion with regular shirshasana. I look at myself in the elevator mirror, early in the morning, and already, I can see them fading. Well. I am what they call ‘susceptible’.