A LIFE KALEIDOSCOPIC – AS THE GANGA FLOWS

IN GOD’S OWN CITY

AS THE GANGA FLOWS
VARANASI VIBES

INDIA’S OLDEST LIVING CITY – INDIA’S HERITAGE AND CULTURAL CAPITAL – AND THE WORLD’S SPIRITUAL CAPITAL THROUGH RANDOM CLICKS

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A LIFE KALEIDOSCOPIC – AS THE GANGA FLOWS

IN GOD’S OWN CITY

AS THE GANGA FLOWS
VARANASI VIBES

INDIA’S OLDEST LIVING CITY – INDIA’S HERITAGE AND CULTURAL CAPITAL – AND THE WORLD’S SPIRITUAL CAPITAL THROUGH RANDOM CLICKS

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GANGA MUSINGS: EVENING BISCOPE (VII)

IN GOD’S OWN CITY (XXV)

Ganga Musings 15

Ganga Musings 14

GANGA MUSINGS
EVENING BISCOPE

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GANGA MUSINGS: EVENING BISCOPE (VI)

IN GOD’S OWN CITY (XXIV)

Ganga Musings 12

Ganga Musings 13

GANGA MUSINGS
EVENING BISCOPE

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GANGA MUSINGS: EVENING BISCOPE (V)

IN GOD’S OWN CITY (XXIII)

Ganga Musings 11

GANGA MUSINGS
EVENING BISCOPE

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GANGA MUSINGS: EVENING BISCOPE (IV)

IN GOD’S OWN CITY (XXII)

Ganga Musings 9

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GANGA MUSINGS
EVENING BISCOPE

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GANGA MUSINGS: EVENING BISCOPE (III)

IN GOD’S OWN CITY (XXI)

Ganga Musings 6

GANGA MUSINGS
EVENING BISCOPE

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GANGA MUSINGS: EVENING BISCOPE (II)

IN GOD’S OWN CITY (XX)

Ganga Musings 8

GANGA MUSINGS
EVENING BISCOPE

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GANGA MUSINGS: EVENING BISCOPE (I)

IN GOD’S OWN CITY (XIX)

Ganga Musings 7

GANGA MUSINGS
EVENING BISCOPE

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SOME SERIOUS SOUL-SEARCHING ON GANGA GHATS

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Banaras has countless places for one to get engaged in some serious soul-searching. And the Ganga ghats are the best place among all.

And when talking of ghats for soul-searching, two ghats stand out, for embodying the essence of human existence – Harishchandra Ghat and Manikarnika Ghat.

These two cremation ghats are considered the eternal embodiment of life’s grand illusions and the only grand reality – that, one has to die – that, no one can say ‘when’ – and, that, many blurred lines between illusions and realties of a life are dependent on this ‘when’.

Whether seriously intended, or just a random stop during a walk through the Ganga ghats in Varanasi, the atmosphere of these two ghats engages people sitting on the ghat-steps in thinking about the basic question of life – that we keep on asking regularly – and we ask when we depart finally – the purpose of life – what did we do and why did we do ‘what did we do’?

Attachments and detachment are subjected to the questions that we ask while sitting on these ghat-steps – and detachment gets us the sublime feeling of being free of all that is material – free of all that binds us – that nothing can change the destiny of our final moments when our physical presence is finally reduced to nothing – but our deeds of being the good human-beings – to us, to others, and to the existentialism of life.

The existential beauty of life – or some can say the existential irony – is the attachments get back to being the central to our existence once we move on to the next ghat from this realm of soul-searching.

The Entourage at the Final Resting Place

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