I rolled out my mat in the left corner of the shala. The woman next to me was breathing heavily. There were only twenty centimeters between our mats. 'Maybe I am too close,' I thought. 'Maybe she is annoyed because I am in here space.' I sometimes for a second looked at her. She was going rapidly through her practice. When she was going to do Utthita Parshvasahita I stepped half a meter back on my mat and made sure I was not bothering her.
During the practice I had the constant feeling she would say something, about me being so close. I already knew what I would say. I would apologize. Maybe make a stupid joke about how things are in India, that the mats are way closer next to each other in the shala there. I totally forgot to enjoy my own practice.
We lay in savasana together. At that point I was relaxed. I no longer worried about what she would say to me. She left the shala and I stayed a bit longer in savasana. When I got up, packed my stuff and left the shala, I saw her in the hallway. She said: 'Hello.' I said hello back. We smiled at each other.
Lesson learned today: don't think about what the other may think or do. Because you'll never know.
This picture of me was taken in Rhodes, Greece