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Varanasi --
The
Holy Hindu City
in
the state of Uttar Pradesh, North India
This ancient
city, also known as Benares or Banaras
and Kashi
("City of Light"), is the holiest city for the
Hindus of
India. It is located on the western bank of the
Ganga or Ganges
River, between two tributary rivers:
the Varana
to the north and the Asi to the south.
Because they
believe that to die and be cremated here,
and to have
one's ashes then spread upon the holy
Ganges River
(which is really the goddess Ganga),
is to gain
immediate release from the successive life
cycles, and
because it is the location of one of the best
institutions
of higher learning in India (Benares Hindu
University),
Varanasi is often called "The City of Burning
and Learning."
People from all walks of life gather there
every morning
at dawn for water rituals (ablutions),
meditation,
bathing, and the washing of clothes on the
steps down
to the rivers called ghats (pronounced "kahts").
All
of the many ghats have names, and two are reserved
for cremation.
(Clicking on any image will give a larger version of it.)
Our rowboat
leaves the river bank from one of the
ghats that
are midway between the two tributaries
that mark
the northern and southern boundaries
of Varanasi,
the Varana River to the north, and the
Asi River
to the south. Some claim that Varanasi got
its name from
the combination of the names of these
two rivers,
but others contend that the opposite is true.
Our rower
takes us south, toward the mouth of the Asi,
with the ghat-covered
west bank on our right.
It is just
before dawn, around 5:30 a.m.
The ghats
are steps up to the plateau on which the city
itself sits.
This used to be a tree-covered area, and
was known
as Anandavana, "The Forest of Bliss."
Now only small
clusters of trees remain.
The sky gradually
brightens to reveal that already there is
activity on
the ghats. People are there paying respects to
the sun god,
Surya. Some are doing various water rituals
called ablutions.
Others are dipping themselves, swimming,
bathing, brushing
their teeth, or washing their clothes.
It is neither
noisy nor silent. Mostly one hears the natural
sounds of
the water being used and enjoyed.
The buildings
we see at the top of the ghats are of various
kinds.
There are old forts, retreat centers, hotels, homes,
temples, shrines,
businesses, and so forth.
We pass one
of the two burning ghats, the Harishchandra Ghat,
where ashes
from a recent cremation still smolder.
Cremations
are done here around the clock.
We are
far enough away to take a discrete photo.
We detect no
odor, either from the ghat or from the river
itself.
Having been told about the pollution and toxicity
of the Ganges,
we are surprised that it both looks and
smells cleaner
than many rivers that we have encountered
in the United
States.
At sunrise,
and just before we reach the mouth of the Asi
River, our
rower turns the boat around. We now travel north,
in the direction
of the most famous ghat of all,
the Manikarnika.
On our left
appears a newly repainted image of Lord Shiva.
Though there
are temples dedicated to many of the Hindu deities
in Varanasi,
he is still the chief and presiding divinity here.
Indeed, Varanasi
is said to be Avimukta,
that is, "Never Forsaken"
by him.
In other words, Lord Shiva is ever present here as
Vishvanatha,
"Lord of All."
The variety
of those greeting the morning sunrise in
devotion and
contemplation here is notable.
But just when
you think you are beginning to get a handle
on the Hindu
pantheon and the wide range of Hindu
devotion,
you see a woman on one of the platforms
sitting next
to an umbrella that is tied to a five-foot tall
figure of
a movie space alien.
Nonetheless daunted, we draw nearer to Manikarnika.
At the far
right in the next photo can be seen smoke
rising from
the Jalasai Ghat adjacent to Manikarnika
just to the
south (and now considered part of it).
And finally,
we see the famous profile of the
Manikarnika
Ghat, including one temple that
slipped into
the Ganges sometime after 1831.
And a bit farther
north we proceed, observing the variety
of people
and practices . . .
. . . until
we turn back for one last look at the city called
Kashi, "The
Luminous."
Namaste!