#10 Varanasi 4961x3508px

The swindler was very arrogant. He took the rickshaw back there If you want to go, pay 100 rupees extra, if you don't like it, 20 rupees instead of walking I made a nonsensical sound to add more. “We will go on foot from now on. You swindler.” But he's been holding us back and insisting on money all. He was the most venomous of all the rickshawalas and merchants I met in India. He was blatant at first, but once he got this flamboyant, he would usually leave. About the ridiculous episodes that occurred while traveling in India and the shamelessness of the Indians, I had already passed on to the resignation of ‘It could be so’, but that day I couldn’t stand it. Our enraged party all at once poured swear words against him.

"You bastard! If you annoy us any more, I'll kill you. You don't even know, so turn it off!" "I can kill you too. If you don't want to die, give me the money." The anger I had been holding back for a moment finally exploded. I threw the backpack on the ground and grabbed him by the neck with my left hand as best I could.

My eyes and right fist were aimed at his nose, ready to hit him right at any time. At that time, rickshawwalas around and a police officer standing in the distance were walking towards this side. The situation became increasingly serious. Then my co-workers stopped me from escalating and gave him 20 rupees in a hurry. If I had hit him, I would have suffered a lot of damage anyway. I was caught by the police and went to the police station to prepare a report, but I could end up in a detention center because I didn't have a passport to prove me. Luckily, a corrupt cop would have stabbed Luffy for some time and was released. But the worst thing was that he got hit and I got hurt. The guy made a strange gesture and hurriedly drove the rickshaw and left. After the fight, a sense of emptiness and emptiness enveloped us.

life and death I used a rickshaw to avoid the tiredness of traveling and the muddy road. However, in the end, we walked a few hundred meters down the muddy road to get to the accommodation we wanted. It was January, but the weight of the backpack and the not-so-cold temperature made my whole body sweaty. We left our luggage at the hostel and went straight to see the ghat. It was a sacred place for religions such as Hinduism and Buddhism, and it was a landscape where pilgrims' pilgrimage procession did not cease. But next to it were scammers working on travelers with fake massages and fake prayers. In the middle of the ghat, many people were sitting in rows begging, and flocks of crows were flying through the thick fog. There are many types of ghats, spanning about 3 to 4 km, and the most crowded of them is Manikarnika Ghat. The reason is that it is the oldest sanctuary and has a central crematorium where the dead are burned and sprinkled on the river Ganges. Manikarnika Ghat is not extinguished 24 hours a day, and 'Ramram Sadahhe' means 'Rama God knows'. The words were resounding like a spell.

Watching the remnants of cremated corpses flow into the Ganges River, which has a reincarnation meaning, it is said that many people think about death and look back on their lives. Right next to the crematorium, innocent children were playing cricket so peacefully, whether these rituals had become commonplace, and whether their emotions had become dull, or whether they did not even know the meaning of death. Ghat showed that life and death, extremes and opposites always coexist.

erotic cinema After leaving Bangalore and wandering around the market of Godoulia, it was quite I found an interesting place. It was an erotic movie theater. When I was in high school, there was an erotic movie theater on the way to school. The movie theater caught my attention for three years. In the end, I collapsed just before I became an adult, but whenever I pass by that road, I think of that time. It was an erotic movie, but the quality was not high. There was no scene where a woman appeared in Jeolla. Considering that India is a country with conservative values, it makes sense. But, how ironic it is to have an erotic movie theater in Varanasi, a holy land where you can't even buy alcohol to your heart's content. What was more interesting than the movie was the reaction of the audience. The projector was so old that the screen sometimes went out with a rattling sound. At that time, many men threw popcorn at the screen or sweared at them. When the screen came back or a love scene appeared, they were excited with cheers and whistling sounds. The elderly audience, who looked old and powerless, responded with hoarseness. When the movie was over, they went back to work. For them, movies were a source of vitality that relieved them of their arduous daily life for a while.

ghat The most visited place while in Varanasi was Ghat. After lunch, I got away from the crowded crematorium and sat in a quiet ghat, listening to music and reading a book. In fact, since he came to Varanasi, his body has continued to ache, so he wandered outside to overcome it, and eventually came to En Ghat. Many thoughts follow me when I return to the dormitory after spending the day without stopping. Sadhu, who immersed himself in the Bible and plunged into his own world, wondered what kind of power in religion brings people together and makes them blind.

The dog that came down to the ghat after having his ear cut off in the early morning dog territorial fight was very pitiful in itself. The cut off ears and the bites all over the body told the story of a dog's difficult life, and it seems that he was full. She looked pregnant, but when she looked into her eyes, she was dying. In the image of a kid wearing adult-size clothes and washing his clothes against evil by the river, poverty is this kid He couldn't shake the gloomy feeling that he had already given the weight of a terrible life to him. The expression on the child's face, which was repeatedly distorted as she slammed the laundry of an adult's clothes that was much larger than her own, looked so painful. The guy who noticed I was taking pictures secretly yelled at me. “Give Me One Luffy!”