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Mystery at Dawn

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“Each time dawn appears, the mystery is there in its entirety.”
(René Daumal – French writer and poet, 1908-1944)

This is a view of the Ganges shot at dawn from Dashaswamedh (Main) Ghat in Varanasi (Benaras) at the time of all mysteries…

Loosing My Religion

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“Life is bigger
It’s bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I’ve said too much
I set it up

That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I’m
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I’ve said too much
I set it up

Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I’ve said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream”
(“Loosing My Religion” by R.E.M.)
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This was shot along the Ganges in Varanasi (Benaras) in winter, at dawn when the mist left suddenly and allowed to the see the reflection of the sun on the holy waters in silver and gold shades.

Stuff as Dreams

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“We Are Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On, Rounded With a Little Sleep.”
(William Shakespeare – The Tempest)

The sun wanted to rise but the fog didn’t want to leave.
The mist was refusing to split the night and to disturb the sound of silence.
Or maybe I was still dreaming…
It was at dawn at Dashaswamedh (Main) Ghat in Varanasi (Benaras).

 

Fog is Rising

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“Let us go in; the fog is rising.”
(Emily Dickinson – American Poet, 1830-1886)

This was shot at dawn at Dashaswamedh (Main) Ghat in Varanasi (Benaras) after one of the most freezing night of the year.
Those devotees were braving winter and walking in the holy water of the Ganges in order to worship.
There were a few floating candles burning, it was still quiet and as it was still very early the border between dreams and reality was not really settled so far…

 

Being Unwanted

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“The biggest disease today is not leprosy or tuberculosis, but rather the feeling of being unwanted.”
( Mother Teresa of Calcutta – Albanian born Indian Missionary and Founder of the Order of the Missionaries of Charity. Nobel Prize for Peace in 1979. 1910-1997)

This was shot at dawn while I was stepping down Dashaswamedh (Main) Ghat in Varanasi (Benaras).
It was freezing, there was a heavy fog and it was not possible to see the Ganges.
At this time lepers are already along the stairs waiting for devotees to give them food, charity or sympathy.
Leprosy is today curable and it is far less infectious than once believed — 95 percent of people are immune and it cannot be transmitted by casual contact, as many people fear.
Though its complete eradication is considered to be medically impossible, India officially “eliminated” the disease in 2005, after a targeted program reduced the level of incidence to fewer than one case per 10,000 people.
However the country still has more than a thousand leper colonies mostly because of ignorance and negligence.
India continues to record the highest number of new leprosy cases in the world (2.5 lakh in 2008).
Many people still suffer and live with the feeling of being unwanted…

 

Come, Whoever You Are

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“Come, come, whoever you are.
Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn’t matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow a thousand times Come, yet again, come, come”.
(Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Balkhi, known as Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi – Persian Sufi Mystic Poet, 1207-1273)

Sometimes there is a deep fog covering Varanasi (Benaras) in winter.
It gives a mysterious atmosphere to the timeless banks of the holy Ganges.
Those pilgrims gathered at dawn at Dashaswamedh (Main) Ghat, they took a dip in the river and they were standing in the distance of my camera as if they were forming a caravan ready to leave for an unknown journey…

 

With Each Other

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“Above all things let us never forget that mankind constitutes one great brotherhood; all born to encounter suffering and sorrow, and therefore bound to sympathize with each other”.
(Albert Pike – American Lawyer and Journalist, 1809-1891)

Those men were having chai (tea) at Prayag ghat in Varanasi (Benaras), it was at dawn after a long night with very cold temperatures.
The mist couldn’t allow to see the holy waters of the Ganges behind them.
They were happy to be together, there was a feeling of brotherhood.

 

In Eternity’s Sunrise

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“He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity’s sunrise”.
(William Blake – English visionary Mystic, Poet, Painter and Engraver. 1757-1827)

There is no edition on this picture which was shot at dawn from Munshi ghat in Varanasi (Benaras).
It was at the time when the holy waters of the Ganges become liquid gold, the moment when dreams are melting with reality…

 

Keh na Sakoon

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This picture was shot a few days ago at dawn along the Ganges in Varanasi (Benaras).

I felt that I could add this song from Sanjay Leela Bhansali’s new movie, “Guzaarish” to this shot.

“Keh na sakun main itna pyar…(Can’t say so much love)
Keh na sakun main itna pyar…(Can’t say so much love)
Arre.. seh na sakoon main (O, Can’t bear so much love)
Seh na sakoon main itna pyaar…(Can’t bear so much love)
Keh na sakoon main itna pyar, (Can’t say so much love)
Itna pyaar karta hoon…(So much I love you..)

Sajni…(O love)
Tere uthne pe rukti hai…(When you wake up, it stops)
Takne pe thamti hai…(When you see, it pauses)
Meri sansein tere hi ishaaron pe chalti hai (My breaths run on your signals only..)

Ek pal bhi reh na sakoon, (Can’t live even for a moment)
Ek pal bhi reh na sakoon, (Can’t live even for a moment)
Itna pyar karta hoon…(So much I love…)

Keh na sakoon main itna pyar…
Arre.. seh na sakoon main
Seh na sakoon main itna pyaar…
Keh na sakoon main itna pyar,
Itna pyaar karta hoon…

Sajni…”

 

Dawn Secrets

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“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the door-sill where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep”.
(Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi – Persian Sufi Mystic Poet, 1207-1273)

This picture was shot at dawn along the Ganges in Varanasi (Benaras) at the time when the breeze tells all the secrets of the oldest living city in the world…