Me: Ya, married life is going great. I moved to Varanasi, btw.
Vinayak: Its a peaceful place. I head to Kashi (Don’t get confused, it just another name for Varanasi!) when I need to resort turmoil inside me
Me: really? Thats not surprising, everyone (including my hubby) have told me this, but I haven’t gotten to feel this and get so attached to this place
Vinayak: Roam around the ghats, get lost, you will feel attached to everything. Sit with weird people.. Kashi has stories to tell
Me: I would love to experience this profound impact which the city can leave you with.
Vinayak: Its hard to start, its easy once you start and once you start, you will listen to the city breathe. Every place does has a story to tell, something they leave within you. When you travel to a city you give your time, a part of your life time. Time, you will never get back and city gives you time in its timeline! You can not not get attached.. Its old, treat it like old people, be nice to it.
So, I began today, my expedition in search of this overpowering peace. I went on a bike tour with my hubby to discover the crowded yet cool (temperature wise!) lanes of kashi, narrow but colourful shopping streets, noisy but mesmerising roads, dirty but soulful ghats.
As Mr. Daaku said, there is nothing to see in the city and yet there is everything. Its dirty! But, you have to experience the feel of it – the feel of how it has the potential to create calmness; how it connects you with yourself and to the nature, the feel of how the air on the ghats have an ever lasting impact on your mind. Despite the noise, you will find tranquility.
I am depicting my search in this elaborate city of Kashi by the way of pictures. One step closer in search of eternal bliss, this my Kashi diary…
Chowkis and pandits: people do poojas (elaborate form of worship) here