Varanasi, the Eternal City
The city is a mystery for many. Atleast for me. A city living on tales. A city also living up on the beliefs and myths. Every resident of this city is a blessed person. Every inch of this land is having divine power. It is my thought or beliefs of many. Whatever it is, the city boasts of hundreds of years heritage and traditional living. This is the place I live every day. The following lines are silly thoughts of my life in Banaras. This is the city where every one find to be happy, and smiling This is the city where different cultures meet, where the Lord Shiva blesses devotees. The Ghats are filled with colours in the evening.. People are moving towards the river to take bath Their lips are repeated with prayers….. Holding the prayer stick in the shoulders, Poring the Gangajal in the bottles, Prayag Ghat is crowded already with pilgrims, Aarti is about to take place… I moved through the Gallies inside, Where the narrow lanes tell you hundreds of stories, ...