“I feel India so much right now,” a friend wrote the other day. She has Rishikesh-sickness, another told me. And I can understand both of them so well. Rishikesh, the birthplace of yoga on the banks of Mother Ganga. Rishikesh, which whenever I see it in photos sends shivers up and down my spine, wonderful memories into my head and tears into my eyes. Rishikesh, where all the puzzle pieces I had unknowingly collected suddenly formed a picture.