So it’s a real treat today. Two for the price of one or as we like to say out here BOGOF ( buy one get one free). This is a guide to what we actually did today which seemed to be a tale of world religions! As we know we had to be up and ready to meet our guide this morning at 5.30am for our morning ride down the Ganges. It was still dark as we made our way back to the scene of last nights chaos. It was much calmer this morning although considering the time, there are still a lot of people about but all a little more serene. So we went back to the same ghat and I think we may even have had the same chap rowing our boat. He rowed us a long the various ghats ( there are approx 84 in total) and Prem told us all about them. We saw lots and lots of people doing their morning wash which is a way of focusing on the inner self and I suppose working to be a better person. It’s the focus on inner self that is why they take no notice of the… er….filth. Women and men bathe together but the women get a little changing cabin to protect their modesty. They are focused and they do have to submerse themselves at some point and so clearly it is a ritual but they seem to enjoy it as well as there was lots of splashing and smiling and some even choose to have a 30 mins swim. All along the ghats they are doing this and it was an amazing spectacle to see. Jane even stopped sulking (it was difficult to photograph last night) as it was absolutely brilliant for photos today! Eventually, right when we’d reached another funeral ghat, the sun came up and turned the sky a pinky orange colour and it was so peaceful and beautiful. An absolutely incredible contrast to the darkness and noise of last night.
So after this we did a little walk around some of the back alleys behind the central ghat and this is where we started our religious teachings. One of the things we learned was in the title of today’s blogs ‘it takes more than one Kharma to make a Dharma’. I think what Prem was trying to tell us was that if we do good things we might feel a good Kharma but that is nothing compared to the level of effort required to reach a good Dharma. Or do I have that the wrong way around?
We visited various Hindu temples to different gods and also a mosque. This area had lots and lots of armed security around it as as you can imagine the mix is quite an explosive one. Sometimes literally. For this reason tourists cannot go in these temples. The streets here are incredibly narrow and those cows get everywhere.
After breakfast back at our hotel we were on the minibus again by 9.30 for our half day tour of Varanasi, Sarnath and environs. First of all we visited the Varanasi University which is the biggest in terms of area covered in Asia. We visited a Hindu temple here which we really enjoyed again and reminded us of being back in San Christobal de la Casas in Mexico as we watched the people performing their rituals with flowers, leaves and milk. Then we went onto another temple where I was particularly impressed by the large marble relief map of India we went to see created in something like the 1930s. We then went onto see the place where Buddha gave his first teachings at Sarnath ( who knew?) where there was a large Stupa. This is basically a huge mound made of red brick and partially covered in polished and carved sandstone. The sculptures found here are housed in a museum and feature Buddha. Very impressive. By this time we had absorbed way too much information from Prem in fact I have to report that Jane and Joyce had switched off at about 10am leaving Enid and I desperately trying to maintain eye contact without dropping off. We had been up since 5 you know!
So what we needed now obviously was to end our days tour with a trip to the silk emporium where, luckily, they ‘would treat us like family and not try to force us to buy anything’ . Oh god, please make him stop showing us more and more different coloured things. I don’t want a scarf, I don’t want a duvet cover. I actually did quite like the thing that had the nice colourful pictures of elephants on it but that was $180 …..
Daily Archives: November 5, 2012
It takes more than one Kharma to make a Dharma
Carry on up the Ganges pt 2
We flew into Varanasi yesterday on Jet Airways without incident except me doing some emergency lingerie shopping at Marks and Spencer, Delhi Airport. As soon as we got out of the airport it felt different – more Indian. However, that was nothing and over the last two days Varanasi has proved to be the India I wanted to experience. I really don’t think words can explain it but we’ll give it a go.
Our hotel is the Hotel Ganges View and it took an hour to get here. The drive was completely eye opening as we drove through v poor rural areas and then into Varanasi City itself. So – we’re talking not quite as biblical as rural Egypt but not far off. Sooooooooooooo busy it’s untrue where on earth are all these people going to I keep asking myself.
Our hotel does indeed have a view of the Ganges and is at the Assi Ghat which is at the far southern end. In order to get from our van to the hotel we walked past 2 cows, 5 mangy dogs and 1 monkey. Plus the monkeys owner who is beginning to look more like the monkey than the monkey itself. Turns out he lives just outside our hotel. Think he maybe a beggar but he’s not very good at it as he just seems to lie about watching his monkey eat seed.
We ventured out after afternoon tea on the terrace (sounds grand- it’s not but it is nice) and wandered down to the ghat to see what was happening (man). It was the first time I’d felt shocked since arriving. It is sooooo dirty and squalid and stinks of the Ganges mud and the doings of the cows, dogs and ….oh almost certainly..yes…humans. There isn’t much happening at this time of day though and we got quite pestered by kids wanting to sell us stuff and it was intimidating. So after a while we came back.
At 5.30 pm we were collected by Prem (todays guide) and taken for our evening boat ride down the Ganges. We were taken in rickshaws to Dasashvamedha Ghat. The journey here got busier and busier first on the rickshaws, then walking down a crowded street and then finally onto the ghat itself. There is only one word to describe this- CRAZY. Crowds of pilgrims, priests, beggars, tourists and not to be left behind -cows. There is loud music and bells coming at you from all angles and you just do not know where to look. The air smells of incense and the feeling is intense.
Somehow we got through to the waters edge with our guide and then, to get onto your rowing boat, you have to walk across a 25cm wide plank of wood. Oh god don’t let me fall in the Ganges….
By now it’s getting quite dark and we rowed out and then along the ghats. It’s dark and daunting as we rowed down to one of the cremation ghats. There were 13 fires burning here and that is how many people were being cremated. It’s all a bit of a blur but you could see the wrapped bodies on the bamboo carriers being dipped into the Ganges and then queuing to be burned. The families just leave the bodies after about 3 hours of quietly mourning ( no wailing) and the people employed by the ghats just sweep the remains back into mother Ganges. It is filthy, medieval and dark and I found the size of the wood storage piles completely shocking. We floated our little candles on leaves onto the water and made our way back. We then watched the student priests perform at the D ghat and it did feel like a performance with thousands of people watching as they ‘ohmed’ and swung their incense about.
We ate at the hotel and tried to make sense of it all but it was a struggle. Or perhaps we were just over tired?







