Paw-sitive vibes: NDRF's yoga-doing dog steals the show at Udhampur event, video goes viral
A specially trained dog from the National Disaster Response Force (NDRF) has become an internet sensation after performing yoga asanas during a pre-Yoga Day session in Udhampur.
The heartwarming moment unfolded at the campus of the 13th Battalion NDRF in Sui, Udhampur, during a special yoga session held ahead of the 11th International Day of Yoga on June 21. The four-legged yogi, with his own mat, followed uniformed personnel performing yoga in unison.
In a video shared by news agency ANI, the dog is seen patiently waiting for its trainer's command. On cue, it rises on its hind legs and stretches sideways, mimicking the asanas with impressive coordination. Trained over two years by NDRF staff, the dog has become a regular at the force's yoga drills, delighting personnel and audiences alike with its discipline and dedication.
#WATCH | J&K | A dog trained by the National Disaster Response Force (NDRF) emerges as the surprise star of a special Yoga session held, ahead of the 11th International Yoga Day, at the campus of the 13th Battalion at Sui, Udhampur today
The dog was adopted and trained by NDRF… pic.twitter.com/HSvJOx89vV
— ANI (@ANI) June 20, 2025
International Day of Yoga, celebrated annually on June 21, coincides with the summer solstice – the longest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere. The date symbolises light, energy, and harmony with nature, resonating with the core philosophies of yoga.
The concept of International Day of Yoga was proposed by Prime Minister Narendra Modi during his address to the United Nations General Assembly in 2014. The same year, the UN officially recognised June 21 as the International Day of Yoga, a resolution supported by 175 nations.
Globally, the 11th International Day of Yoga was celebrated with enthusiasm. In Tokyo, the Indian Embassy in Japan organised a grand event that saw over 2,000 participants. The celebration was inaugurated by Yoshiko Ishiba, wife of Japanese Prime Minister Shigeru Ishiba, who also joined in performing yoga. Satoko Iwaya, wife of Japan's Foreign Minister Takeshi Iwaya, was also in attendance, symbolising the strengthening cultural ties between the two countries
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