Hotel Hindusthan International Varanasi
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... is what he told me: When people die in India, many families bring the dead to Varanasi for their cremation. The bodies are dressed up in their finest, then the men of the families bring them down to the Ganges and push them to the bottom of the river for a final cleansing. The bodies are left out to dry for an hour, then placed on their own wooden pyre. There's an "eternal fire" that burns at the top of the ghat (they say it's been burning continuously ...
... there is NOTHING on the other side. When we reached the barren sand he states "go exploring, we'll wait the storm out", easier said than done with sand whipping up at you and the storm approaching. 1.5 hrs later we were still laying inside the boat waiting for the storm to pass enough to make it safely to the other side. At a lull Rich suggests we make a run for it and the man reluctantly agrees so we spend the next half an hr attempting to ride the wakes in fierce wind, I'm ...
... being performed over there. One side, stage arrangement for Ganga
Evening Aarti ceremony and the charm on the crowd’s face who were waiting
eagerly to watch the ceremony. Another side, a small group of people was
chanting folks on the boat. Another side, a foreigner was enjoying body massage
by a locale expert and the cows and buffaloes were grazing. Well, I know it
seems funny that what they were grazing on the ...
"Meh. Varanasi. No strong opinions either way..."
...Said no one ever.
I braced myself for Varanasi, I'd been told that you either love it or hate it, there was no in between in one of Hinduism's holiest cities. Varanasi was where one Danish bloke I met concluded that you don't come to India to enjoy it, you come to see what it's like and from what I'd heard, Varanasi was the epitome of India. I was expecting chaos, dirt, ...
... to Nirvana. The fire releases, he told me, the five elements of which we are made: earth, air, fire, water, and ether, an ancient and medieval understanding of ourselves in which ether contains the soul. By assisting in this burning process he is doing what he certainly believes to be sacred work, and doing a whole lot of it. And it has been his family business for a very long time, a kind of caste responsibility.
In my own experience funeral and ...