Varanasi Sunrise

The sights and sounds on arrival at Varanasi

The Following Morning

How can I describe to you the quality of the morning light one encounters as the big orange/red ball of sun begins to slowly rise above the horizon on the Ganges? I’ll never have the capacity!

It has a special kind of luminescence to it, a delicate glow…..warm, fuzzy and soft. I wish I was a better photographer and able to capture that incandescence in an image – I just can’t do it justice in words.

The Rising Sun

The Rising Sun

 

Soft, glowing, warm light

Soft, glowing, warm light

 

 

 

 

 

 

We arrived at the Ghats at about 6.30 am to watch the sunrise and already there was a buzz of activity; bathing, washing, worshipping, sailing and meditating.

Meditating on the Banks of the Ganges

Meditating on the Banks of the Ganges

 

 

 

 

 

 

Many people floated lovely little flower boats, candles lit in their centre, as an offering to the river. As I released my own offering to the river I remembered my Dad who passed away in the year 2000…..”This is for you Dad” I whispered as I released my hold on the little flower boat and it bobbed off on it’s mysterious journey to who knows where.

In Memory of my Dad

In Memory of my Dad

Varanasi Back Streets

Varanasi Back Streets

Back Street Tailor

Back Street Tailor

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyone for Breakfast

Anyone for Breakfast

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Walking through the narrow, winding streets of the Old City one feels transported back in time thousands of years. “What tales these streets could tell” I thought. I was lost in thoughts of a medieval world when all of a sudden two massive cows, obviously spooked by something, came stampeding down the arms-width street. I just got out of the way in time, flattening myself against the wall. As these holy animals bulldozed past I could feel the power of their bulk. “S**t” I said to myself……twice……once as I thought “that was a close shave”, and the second time because I’d just stood in a load of it, as I jumped aside without watching where I was putting my feet…….. …oh well, they do say its lucky!!

A Friendly Sadhu

A Friendly Sadhu

A Mini Version of the Cow that nearly trampled my underfoot

A Mini Version of the Cow that nearly trampled me underfoot
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6 Responses to Varanasi Sunrise

  1. clive says:

    Hi Elaine glad to have you back in one piece, Your account of the events on your journey are very worthy of a skilled writer, as like wot I am. Seriously, you ought to think about turning it into a diary: Elaines Great Gangi Adventure (just a few things you have spet gates and sado wrong)
    Clive

  2. Lucy says:

    I’ve been loving your descriptions – it’s all sounded amazing. What a trip! x

    • Elaine says:

      I’m so glad you’re enjoying the blogs Lucy, and can’t wait to read your account of your stay in the ashram……enjoy every minute of your time there x

  3. Ted says:

    Elaine, like Clive, I echo his suggestion,
    Like he says, writing’s a promising direction.
    And the gentle prose that you’ve used in each Blog,
    I imagine have left readers amazed and agog!
    Now is the time to challenge your aspirations,
    Especially if I get one of the signed 1st Editions?
    ‘So, time to gather up all your tales and reflections.

    And prove that is possible to get a Best Seller, bypassing rejections!

    Before the memories slowly dim and subside,
    Ready with your pen, write them all down ~ nothing to hide!
    I suggest that you review all those fantastic photos too,
    Listing the ones to use will surely tax you!
    Looking back over the days they’ve been an inspiration,
    I especially like the She-Wee as an answer to poor sanitation!
    And how can you miss out on those Security Pants they were fun,
    Not if they hadn’t got a “Quick Release” for the infamous “Rangoon Run”!
    Tip-toeing to the Loo in the hot Bengal sun?

    When all’s said and done, we’ve all shared your mystical journey,
    Ranging from boat, train and Tuk-Tuk rides, to the cheeky Macaque monkey!
    I can imagine you’ve raised smiles on readers’ faces,
    They’ve found out things about such faraway places.
    Each tale told with both verve and vigor,
    Right down to ablutions on a sandbank in the river!

    And now that your actual journey is finally complete,
    Now is the time to share with others your magnificent feat!
    Don’t hide your gifts and talent they’ve proven such a treat.

    So gather your notes and pictures, even those before you went,
    How can I forget those musings and trepidation of sleeping alone in a tent?
    Oh, and don’t forget all of those careful preparations,
    Up late at night logging pictures of your latest acquisitions.
    Laughing at your comments regarding some of the additions,
    Doubting their validity until you encountered the “right” conditions!

    Be a Shining Beacon to others with similar ideas,
    Even they can fulfill their imagined heartfelt desires!

    Surely there’s an audience waiting out there?
    How can you miss, when you’ve demonstrated such flair?
    Are you going to deny thousands of people your talent and gift?
    Recognized Travel Writers would see your efforts and be left feeling bereft!
    Each one astounded by your erudite and descriptive prose,
    Dumbfounded when accompanied with such stunning photos!!!

  4. Elaine says:

    Ted, you’ve amazed me again…..I think you should publish your poems……it’s very clever how you always manage to create those secret messages – awesome poems bro-in-law x

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