in the quiet room, where the air was thick with mysteries waiting to be unraveled, i discovered the snub clues leading to an unexpected truth within the yoga narratives, a realm where discretion wasn't just a choice but a necessity. it dawned on me that to truly understand the essence of yoga, one must be willing to embark on a journey preexploitative of modern distractions, where starting anew meant to begin afresh with a discreet mind, silently navigating through the layers of oneself without disrupting the serene narrative unfolding within.