There’s something about the ghats at Varanasi. What makes one wonder is the vastness of nature that initiates strange murmurs in the heart, like those of soft waves on a windy morning like this.
We had set out early, hoping to rub our eyes with the beautiful Sunrise. Alas! It was not to be… The cloudy morn took the Sun in its abode, yet, gave us the charm we carried back happily.



Here, time stood still as the Sun began to peep out, it had risen sometime back though, its glory intact…..

The above view was from Assi Ghat, a place I’ve spent hours lingering… while others walked and clicked pictures.

This enchantress, the mermaid, caught my eyes and while we stood besotted, the daily commuter was either bathing or performing rituals. In short, a commonplace sight for regulars who smirked while we took pictures…

Sometimes a slice of life is enough
And there is no need to
Eat the whole cake
Sometimes a little flight is enough
And there is no need to
Rule the sky
Sometimes just one word of adoration is enough
And there is no need to
Speak volumes to explain why
Sometimes just one sip of the nectar
Is enough to revive
When enormous hours of gruel
Could not make you thrive.
Fellow readers, here’s the link to my collection of short poetry, available on Amazon
Book : Messiah, A woman’s quest
-Shalini