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... It was sensory overload for all four of us...honking, dodging cars/rickshaws/cows/tuktuks, being in the middle of swarms of people and shops on both sides with every type of goods imaginable.
it was time to head back to the hotel, which now seemed like an oasis. As we reflected on the evening, we agreed that on one had you couldn't wait to get out of it, on the other it was an experience that can't be recreated any place else in the world.
... fires, seeing burning legs sticking out and priests and families saying goodbye to their loved ones. Our guide earlier in the day told us that there are only five people that cannot be cremated at the ghats; priests, children under 18, pregnant women, those who have died from snake bites and finally those with leprosy all of whom would be put in the Ganges with a heavy stone as an alternative. We watched as the doms waded into the river to sift the ashes for any pieces ...
... money. “Thank you so much,
now I can buy a new notebook for my best friend in the class. She is Gitanjali”
He spoke to me and ran away. He made me mousy for the next couple of minutes.
And absolutely, I was feeling dignified. After all, it was best charity entire
my life indeed. I stood up with a lofty expression on my face and bid adieu to
the Ghats along with Aaditya too.
----- Bhimeshwar Arya
... of the original Buddhist temple excavated by the British in 1900 which was by the actual spot of the first sermon marked by a stupa (monument) built over 2000 years ago.Several artefacts unearthed during the dig are housed in a special museum designed to look like a temple by the British 100 years ago.Across the road was a Jain shrine as it is a holy site for them too.We finished our tour with a look at a giant Buddha and another temple.On our way back to ...
... on the hygiene. It was served mashed up with green sauce (I should really know what is in it as I have it so often) and in a small bowl pressed out of leaves.
We visited a mosque, a first for Jane and I. Perhaps my last after I innocently stood on the one prayer mat that was positioned in an alcove next to images of Mecca and Medina and quickly got ushered off it by our Muslim host. The call to prayer happened as we were there so we had to made a quick exit before ...