As the morning mist danced above the sacred waters of the Ganga, I found myself surrounded by a thousand fluttering wings — a moment so alive that it felt like the entire city of Kashi was breathing with me. Sitting on a small wooden boat, I watched the sun slowly rise over the ghats, painting the river in shades of gold. The seagulls circled around, their cries echoing like chants, as if welcoming a new day of hope and faith. Kashi isn’t just a destination — it’s an emotion, a rhythm that beats with devotion, chaos, and calm all at once. I felt the simplicity of life flowing in the river, the serenity in the prayers, and the strength in the people who come here seeking peace. There’s something eternal about this city — where time slows down, yet the soul feels infinite. In that fleeting moment, as I smiled amid the wings and wind, I realized that travel isn’t about ticking places off a list — it’s about collecting moments that make you feel alive. And in Kashi, I didn’t just visit a place; I felt a part of something timeless — something divine.

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Kashi
India