Kashi
Dear Life, You have amazing ways of giving us exactly what we need...not always what we want, but what we need to experience, grow, learn, and evolve. Nearly twenty years ago, I read a line in Faith and Fire by Madhu Tandon: "When life demands it, the call will come." That sentence has quietly travelled with me through the years. Whenever life surprises me with an experience I didn't see coming, it reminds me that perhaps there is an unseen intelligence at work. So, what did Varanasi....Kashi, the city of Mahadev....mean to me? It began with the ghats. Sitting at Tulsi Ghat, looking at Maa Ganga, gratitude simply poured out. Nothing extraordinary happened. Yet everything felt extraordinary. There is something magical about the streets of old cities. The tiny paan shops, steaming chai, the familiar call of "Chai garam!" echoing through the lanes. I often wonder how many lives have been gently stitched together over those cups of tea. Sometimes all we really need...