Ganges is Holy, no matter how much cultural or material dirt we add to it. I am not brought up with all authentic Brahmin Hindu customs and traditions, and I believe real religion and culture exist inside us.
Merely a view of Ganges can bring out the purity within our souls. I live in a place where people breathe the air of Ganges. The mornings are normally bright with the sun complementing the little waves of the flowing water. The afternoons glow with heat and light. And the evenings can convert one into a saint when the divineness of Ganges’s ether fuses with the sound of hymns and chantings from the temples located on the riverbank. Quietly the river flows, unless the tide adds some rashness to its disposition from time to time.
The Ganges will be here and shall continue flowing even if our existence changes its color to pitch-black. Like always we will never learn to be thankful.
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