A journey through varanasi

There's something electric about that first donir in Varanasi Your heart quickness with woodsmoke and the morning the ganges OA incense mingles cartis echo acros ancient steps of the ghats descend. inte holy waters, where eternal rhythm life and death dance in Remember getting lost in those narrow gales where centuries-old buildings lean into each other friends sharing secrets? or catching. a sadhu by the burning ghat, sharing like old the eye of moment of understanding that transcends words? These aren't just moments tapestry they're threads in varanasi's timeless This journey isn't about photographing cremations or checking off temples it's about those free dawn boat rides where oil lamps dot the river like star, these conservations with silk workshops and those moments. spirituality isn't practice. breathe here weavers in ancient when you realize - it's the very air you There's wisdom in Varanasi's chass Each day teaches something new, whether...