I’ve started to feel it more and more, the Indian feeling, like it more and more. The crowd is still here, of course:), but it’s getting bearable of maybe I should say that I’m not annoyed so much as in the beginning.
Most of the streets smell the same- mixture of dust, urine, street food, incense … Eventually you just get used to it and hold you breath when passing dangerous zones (like public urinal!).
So, Varanasi… It’s famous for being the most sacred place of Hindus. They come here to bathe in Ganges to wash out their sins and… Every Hindu wants to die and be cremated here. Although not everyone needs to be cremated – priests, pregnant women, children up to 10, the ones who died of snake bites or leprosies and animals. They are pure.
The banks of Ganges… It felt like being into the cinema watching the most bizarre film. We saw corps being cremated (some just getting prepared for cremation, others aleady burning). There was a woman, one of those who came to die here. She was covered with come blankets and waiting… to die. Not far away there was a man who’s already came to that moment.
You are surrounded by death and it all seems so natural. No tears, no grief…. They died on the most sacred place possible, so good karma for them.
Way too surreal to really get it.
Most of the streets smell the same- mixture of dust, urine, street food, incense … Eventually you just get used to it and hold you breath when passing dangerous zones (like public urinal!).
So, Varanasi… It’s famous for being the most sacred place of Hindus. They come here to bathe in Ganges to wash out their sins and… Every Hindu wants to die and be cremated here. Although not everyone needs to be cremated – priests, pregnant women, children up to 10, the ones who died of snake bites or leprosies and animals. They are pure.
The banks of Ganges… It felt like being into the cinema watching the most bizarre film. We saw corps being cremated (some just getting prepared for cremation, others aleady burning). There was a woman, one of those who came to die here. She was covered with come blankets and waiting… to die. Not far away there was a man who’s already came to that moment.
You are surrounded by death and it all seems so natural. No tears, no grief…. They died on the most sacred place possible, so good karma for them.
Way too surreal to really get it.
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