Kumbh Diary 4
Back home from Maha Kumbh, completely dazed and bodily weak. The cold and monthly cycle.
Came back via Kaashi as was the forward journey. My friend helped me find a guest house near Scindia Ghat which is my home in Kaashi. Getting to a place near the ghats can be difficult as you have to walk up and down the winding narrow gullies or streets with your bag. Only Mahadev can help you as literally nobody else can help.
A friend in our group was with me, his flight got cancelled and seeing that the search for the Guest house seemed to be a herculean task, he decided to take the next available flight back and left for the Airport. Also, it looked like his tolerance level for me crossed the limit. I can be difficult!!! And i started walking with my bag on my back with the google map on and my legs going weaker and weaker. Finally by asking around, reached the guest house.
Waited to check in and finsihed all procedures and he said the room was on the second floor and no lift! Somebody had to carry my luggage up, i just didnt have energy left in me.
Got in the room, changed the first room to bigger one and just went flat on the bed. I was freezing. Layered myself with warm clothing and wanted someone by my side to help me.
I called my Babaji who is in Scindia Ghat and asked him to send Ladoo, the little girl who lives with her father and two little brothers in the Ghat. She is like my second daughter. I didnt know whether she would be able to find her way to the guest house.
I slept. After sometime the owner knocked at my door and said two kids have come to meet me. I was releived, excited and happy.
I got some energy back. Got dressed and wanted to drink black tea. Asked a few tea stalls, they didnt serve black tea. It was my fasting day, Monday. Kaashi is famous for Chai, milk masala matka chai and who would be asking for kaalee chai!!
She guided me through the lanes and soon reached Babji s Kutir. I felt more better. There is a Hanuman Mandir and Ashram right next to his Kutir and last time when i fell sick they had made a Kada for me which gave me so much releif. The swamiji there himself made the Kada for me. I was deeply grateful. Drank it and went back to Kutir or kutiya as they call it.
There was this Man from UK, Babaji s friend, and had a wonderful conversation with him.
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