Some random bells, sitar, tabla
Conch and chants and trumpet’s sounds
Coming from far, not visible to eyes but ears!
Flowing with the breeze over Ganges
There are tobacco, cigarette smells
And in a jiffy, roses come to your rescue!
There is constant insisting and persisting
With the bgm of the waves, birds and dogs
You see non stop chatters and a few silent monks!
Painters, musicians, singers hustling around
The ash clad saadhus, who are not looking for money
And people who make noise with their coins!
The old temples, with exquisite looks
Leaves you stunned and spell bound
The humans though, may disappoint!
Anyway, it’s not between you and them
So move on and drink on that mysticism
You have no answers and maybe no questions eventually!
Each street, each symbol, every four steps
Puts you in an awe, of the past times
And of the incredible devotion!
The river enriching the lives and the death too
The city as beautiful as history
Will stay forever in you!
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