Saturday, August 22, 2009

...Last night we went to view a Hindi ritual ceremony on the bank of the Ganges, via a small boat, manned by three rowers and our guide, Raju. We photographed see-ers and elders, young and old, males and women "taking shower" (bathing), washing, drinking, praying in the Ganges. Red, yellow, orange, greens against the green of the river and 1,000 year-old architecture lining the riverbank like castles on a wisp of smoke.

Swirling pots of fire and clanging bells five times in a circle, a row of priests performed the rituals, chanting mantras to all Hindi gods, to the aroma of a cacaphony of incenses and bodies bathed in sandlewood and burning along the mighty waterway to the gods. I don't even know if that was a sentence, but it's what we experienced as we leaned over the tourquoise boat to gently set baskets of marigolds circling a lit candle in the water...accompanied with a wish, a dream.

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