During my morning walk at a vast playground, I noticed cooking happening in one corner — the aroma of a delicious khichdi filled the air. The cooks were two monks.Seeing the monks, I paused my walk, eager to have a morning satsang (spiritual conversation). I bowed respectfully to the elderly monk. In a blessing gesture, he asked, "Would you like some tea?"I politely declined.He asked, "What else is the news?"I replied, "All is well. I just felt drawn to spend a little time in your company." "What do you do?" he asked.With slight hesitation, I answered, "I am a.......