I was twenty six years old when I saw
the Himalayan Mountain range for the first time.
I remember how abruptly
it rose from the rice paddies like… 399 more words
In this modern urban society where parents are excessively obsessed with planning their kids’ childhood with camps and play schools, life of kids growing on the ghaats of Banaras is a refreshing reminder of what childhood days are supposed to be about – carefree freedom, innocent curiosity and dreams.
One of the best ways to view the action on the ghats of Varanasi is to take a boat ride before sunrise to view the pilgrims and residents going about their morning routine. 674 more words