Dawn on the Ganges River

If that’s the case, I have to get up at 5 a.m. to watch the sunrise on the Ganges River. It was the moment when the sun went red, waking up all the Indians living along the river. Visitors will witness a unique and breathtaking view of the life of the Ganges River. Although flowing along the country of India, each part of the Ganges has a different name and appearance … But the river in Varanasi is really the most famous and characteristic of India, because it is always full of vibrations. people, because it is like a studio of the past that has reflected the entire life of the Indians during the past few thousand years, but still is today. Varanasi is an old municipality with colorful ancient buildings located along the riverbank. And only by sailing on the river will we have the opportunity to admire all the love that takes place on Ghat. “Ghat” in Indian refers to the steps leading down to the river wharf. On the other high shore is home. From the doorstep, the Indians have to walk down to Ghat to pray, make offerings, meditate, give alms, alms, cremate the body, scatter ashes, bathe, divulge, light a lamp, drop flowers … The boat just saw the Ganges River is probably the dirtiest river in the world, because all the activities of the Indians depend on the river. People bathe, wash, brush teeth and blow water from the river to cook, but right next to them, they also urinate and drop ashes and drop dead bodies into the river. Literally, on the same Ghat someone was brushing their teeth with the river water and ten meters away someone happily enjoyed one of the four delights by turning his bare butt on the river on the last step of the Ghat. In fact, the river water serving both “output” and “input” still exists in many Asian countries, but even more horrible when the Ganges River is a huge source of water for the consumption of corpses. died. Bustling dawn in Varanasi. As soon as I got down to the river station I saw people rushing to load firewood into the boat to transport it to the crematorium not far away. The firewood used for the burning was also unusual, giant, black logs that seemed to have been pulled from under hell. The entire crematorium was just as murky. The soot has stuck to the walls over the centuries, making the crematorium the only ancient building to destroy the beautiful landscape of the coastal residential area. At any hour of the day, there are workers who mess with the pile of black wood in the oven, tacitly and resigned, day in and day out. In the world there are many dark and pitiful occupations, the profession of carrying firewood for the incinerator for the dead may also be listed. However, that dark crematorium is still a luxurious place for the deceased. In many parts of India, the poor still have to arrange the cremation for the deceased on the riverbank next to their house, not having money for the service. But because of poverty, the money to buy firewood is also limited. There was little firewood, the body was not burned, so family members either just left it there, or threw it into the river. The Indian wild dog has a habit of eating half burnt corpses, perhaps even if people are also hungry, the dogs are even more hungry. Some Indian villages still have a custom to abstain from burning four objects that they consider to be sacred, namely children, pregnant women, hanging women, people dying from snake bites or poisoning. These dead bodies will naturally be released to the river. It is normal to take a boat along the Ganges River and occasionally encounter a dead body floating in the river, although it will be horrifying for foreign tourists. Wild dogs that smell the dead body pass by midnight swimming in water to eat the dead body, so the barking of this land dog is not the same as usual, as sleazy as a dog biting a ghost. At night, they wandered along the wasteland on the riverbank right in front of the school gate and howled in a weird way that the men who worked as hired labor all over the sacred forest were also suffering from insomnia. This is a lot of coverage in the foreign press, so I confirm this is not a fabricated chat. The Ganges is therefore considered a river full of souls. Many tourists also think that those who are weak and weak to visit the Ganges must be very careful not to be … possessed. … However, if you ignore all those gruesome, gruesome stories and keep your eyes off the poor, ragged sari women, dirty, dark men and bewildered child on the Ghat full of trash and animal droppings, but look at the ancient buildings, Hindu temples of all kinds along the riverbank and the other bank, where the unspoiled mudflats blossoming pure yellow flower spots like never before, will see the Ganges River for thousands of generations have been accompanied by Indian civilization to create an admirable cultural thickness of this country. … Hindus believe that the Ganges water can cure all diseases, so they bathe in it and drink it every day. That is not without foundation because scientists have found a lot of minerals and trace elements in river water, which are compounds from the Hymalaya range that have seeped into the upstream water and then poured into the river. . However, as it flows downstream, the river water becomes more and more polluted and no longer has any health effects, or even vice versa. From the time I was on the shore, I was followed by children offering to buy candles of flowers to drop into the river. Getting on the boat couldn’t escape that scene either. The hard-working men were already on the boat, the man carrying the cage of the liberating bird, the one carrying the fish barrel and the other holding a basket of flowers and saucers. Insisted forever, we were finally convinced. Each person buys a plate of tiny chrysanthemums with a tiny candle in the middle. I lit the candle and dropped the plate of flowers into the green river. The plates of flowers left the boat were floating in the calm water. I gazed upon the delicacies of flowers, perhaps with light weight, they just drifted without sinking, then followed the water that flowed through Bangladesh downstream to finally pour into the great sea: Bay of Bengal. . Who knows, my plate of flowers will get rid of this stagnant and polluted river and float in the ocean before rinsing back to heaven. Print in episode

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