“The oldest living city in the world”.
Last afternoon I went to the ghats which are at the far end of the city, those ghats where few foreigners go, where there is nothing to buy and where no one disturbs.
Here along the Ganges life is very quiet, people have their own rhythm, living according sunrise and sunset.
This whole ghat is painted in a turquoise blue-green shade which gives an unusal view of Varanasi (Benaras).
That day it was the colour of silence to me.
The silence there reminds me those words by Kabir,
“Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
He is the breath inside the breath.”
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