I'm 19, and I'm not used to being called "uncle",
so i was pretty surprised when I realized I was the "uncle" being
spoken of. It was around 6:30 pm and I had set out with my camera to take a few
pictures to upload, when I came across a group of children playing cricket(like
baseball, but cool) , and was
reminded of my receding hairline.
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The children who helped me come to terms with my age |
I was caught totally off guard, not by them calling me
uncle, but by their enthusiasm and lack of inhibitions. I was thinking about
whether people would let me take pictures where I was going, but my question
was answered less than 5 minutes
after I left home.
A short walk past some vegetable vendors , slums and views
of the sunset, I had arrived at my destination. Banganga, literally translated
to “arrow ganga” is a hotbed of temples, street food and small temple related
industry cose to my house. Legend has it, that when Lord Ram was at the spot,
his wife Sita needed holy water for her prayers, so his brother, Laxman, shot
an arrow into the ground creating a tributary of the Ganga river.
Today
the tank, despite not being clean at all, is surrounded by temple on all four
sides and is a sight to behold. Something I noticed here today, that I never
noticed before, is the number of people who rely on these temples and their
visitors to make a living. Even at dusk, away from the buzz and crowds usually
thronging to the area, the area was lively, with impromptu gatherings at the
cigarette stores and food vendors discussing the elections, and who was getting
whose vote.
Among
all the vendors, the one I found the most mesmerizing was the florist. Sitting
inside a glorified closet, he was effortlessly braiding flowers in beautiful
garlands to be offered to the gods. I also really wanted to get some of the
street food, but fear of dysentery made me refrain.
Today I got
a healthy serving of happiness, perspective and sights I have never seen before,
but the thing I'm really thankful for, is the new-found enthusiasm I have to find
out more about my beautiful city
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The sun sets over the arabian sea |
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A Silhouette of Shiva's Temple |
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A vendor Braids Flowers to Sell Worshipers |
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The Street Lamps Reflected in The Tank |
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A Street Flanked By Clotheslines and Slums |
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Banganga |
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Another Sunset |
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A Proud Cat |
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A Street Food vendor and Two Curious customers |
Thank you for the info. It sounds pretty user friendly. I guess I’ll pick one up for fun. thank u.
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