I miss…

…Shivala Ghat and the Ganga. I miss seeing whole families gathering with a priest on the banks of the river to make offerings, solitary devotees saying prayers as the sun rises, the little red shrine, the goats and even the swarms of kids demanding ‘one piece’, or these days ‘ten piece’—inflation affects everyone. What I don’t miss are the piles of shit, the foraging for clean food, and the ache in my heart when I thought of home. Attachment and aversion: alive and well and living in me!

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