#banaras
Day 1 – Ayodhya
The monkeys in Ayodhya gave me a warm welcome
by snatching my biscuits.
But the darbar of Ram Lala
gave me a peace that will stay with me forever.
The Saryu River washed away all my tiredness.
I didn’t want to take my feet out
of the cold flowing water.
The crowd at Hanuman Garhi
made me feel a little dizzy,
but when I finally saw Hanuman Ji,
I couldn’t stop my tears.
Day 2 – Prayagraj
The deep Sangam of Ganga and Yamuna,
where the unseen Saraswati, a river that no longer flows above the earth,
is believed to join them,
first looked a little scary.
But after bathing there,
it felt.. as if all my sins
had been washed away.
The Sleeping Hanuman temple near the river
fascinated me.
The flowers, the rivers, the air,
everything felt perfectly in sync.
Day 3 – The Longest Journey
The morning aarti at Assi Ghat in Banaras,
where I turned nineteen,
is a sight that will never leave my memory.
Its sound felt so refreshing.
I celebrated my best birthday there.
The holy Shakti Peeth of Vindhyachal Maa
gave me the strength to never give up.
Even now I feel more powerful,
more ready to work harder.
The hardest part of the trip
was reaching the Kashi Vishwanath Temple,
a temple shining with gold,
standing strong for thousands of years.
The mischievous monkeys
snatched many offerings,
but I somehow managed to save some.
After escaping the crowded line,
I finally worshipped Lord Shiva.
A calm yet overwhelming feeling
passed through me,
something I had never felt before.
At last we rushed to the station,
and when I opened my eyes again,
I found myself back
in my city, Patna.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 4:23 AM UTC
all I see beyond the existence,
is truth as pure as Kāshi.
each and every breath,
chants name of Kāshi.
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 4:03 PM UTC