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Jai Bhole..Shri Amarnath Ji Darshan

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31.07. 2025 The bhandara management started vacating the inmates as early as 5 am. We were yet to know the weather condition outside. It appeared to be pretty cold. Many people have already started towards the holy cave. I saw Sanghamitra is getting ready. I too started packing the bag and got ready. People who slept nearby my side had already left.  We came outside of the tent. Sanghamitra then told me that she took the medical help last evening, as her blood oxygen levels were low. She had a bad headache and gastric problems.  Although I was not very confident that we could reach up to the holy cave, my actual plan was to stay at Panchatarmi and have Darshan the next day. Fortunately, Sanghamitra’s health was better that morning, as she wanted to have darshan. We tried to hire horses but only found one horseman, and already he has committed to some other yatris. At last we found a horseman who agreed to drop us in Holy Cave for Rs 2500 per person. The route was slushy, and i...
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Kashi...(written in 2018)

An evening at Prayag Ghat.. A tv crew gets ready for anchoring Another side the chanting of prayers on A group of pilgrims with hiring moves in a Three boat tied together Ganga aarti goes on one side.. A procession of boats move slowly Decorated with theme of Sri Ram Navami Floats with colourful lighting as well.... Its Kashi..the eternal city....
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Children of Ganges (my life) ---part 2

I sat near the river side, My eyes were fixed at n infinite point, Far ahead in the sky, Or other side of the river, Or at moving boats, My legs were wet with the soothing waves Waves touched my feet at with a gentle calmness, as if the river wants to say me something, to comfort me like my mother in childhood when I am stressed.. When the waves touched the pebbles in the river bank, It appeared like the song of a mother, who pampers the child to sleep, the floating diyas and its shivering lights reached me on and off seems it invites me to the lap of the mother Ganges, The low flying birds came frequently my side.. They want to comfort me with their nose diving skills… as if, the mother wish to show me the beauty of our surroundings… Forgetting everything about this world, It’s a perfect place of your thoughts to sleep Switch your mood to an elevated one… But it is the river Ganges give you the feeling of a careful mother, who is a...
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