“Do you love your husband, mam?” “Yes, very much.” The little boy asked me again, on our way across the sands, “Do you love your husband, mam?” “I’ve loved my husband since the day we met.” I said. And then … Continue reading
Category Archives: Varanasi
Okay, So I’m Not the Beatles
We wandered deep into Varanasi. I had gotten used to the small streets that were more like alleyways. I rather enjoyed the lack of cars, all the honking that comes from that; it brought the pace of everything down to … Continue reading
Burning Bodies
Varanasi is one of India’s holiest cities. And it was here we dared to take our first rickshaw ride, of the un-automotive type. That is, a human being on a bike lugged Kevin and I down streets jammed packed with … Continue reading