the sun goes down...temple bells start to toll...oil filled lamps have already been arranged on the ghat, a conch shell is blown hard...the lamps are lit...flickering light begins to create a magic of its own...saffron clad sadhus have taken strategic positions...the chanting begins...incense and smoke mingle to create a heady atmosphere...the prayers to the ganges begin...
varanasi, india
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