Varanasi & Allahabad For The Once-In-12-Years Phenomenon That’s The Kumbh Mela
Well, to wash away our sins or not, the prospect of being a witness, nay, a part of a once in a lifetime event of the Maha Kumbh happening right in your country, was too much to miss, so Kate, an American friend and I decided to go and join our friend in Allahabad and ‘do the kumbh’ as Kate put it.
After an interesting train journey of close to thirty hours, Kate and I first stopped by at Varanasi – the holiest Hindu city- A religious town based completely along the banks of river Ganga, famous for its many ghats, funeral pyres, the evening Arti and its many religious ritualistic rites. Devout Hindus go to Varanasi to spend their last days of life, have a fire cremation by the ghats and ascend onto heaven via ashes of their mortal remains immersed into the Ganga.
This post is mainly going to be the some of pictures I took in this trip as there’s really nothing more exciting to write about the place and the experience than the place itself.
We left Varanasi the same night and reached Allahabad after a short bus journey of a few hours. After doing some local sightseeing in Allahabad during the day, we decided to go to the Kumbh Mela site in the evening, on the eve of Mahashivratri to take a dip in the Ganga. Pictures from Allahabad leg of the trip follow….
When millions of people have and continue to throng a place, the dust in the air is as palpable as air itself. However it did make for some beautiful blurs in the photos.
We all took a dip in the river on the last day of Kumbh, on the day of Mahashivratri and I for one, couldn’t think of a better way to spend my time that day.
The night was a different story altogether, as our train was delayed by hours, and the crowds at the railway station were something else.
I’ve never been much of a religious person but I’ve always respected different religions and their beliefs. After attending the Mahakumbh, all I can say is if it takes a religion to inspire millions of people from across the country, across age groups, braving the weather and the exhaustion that travels like this would entail, to converge at one place, bathe in a common water, letting an event of a scale as colossal as the Kumbh, go on almost flawlessly for over 3 months; faith can’t be bad.