Benaras - yet we were finished

 

Varanasi.

Heartbeat.

Soul.

A place about to fall. The spirits are fighting. About good and evil. A holy, highly spiritual place where tradition, believe and goodness is challenged and pushed aside by forces of greed, ego and our so called globalization. A place where people come to die and to be close to what there are calling here god.

 

The speed is rising up.

Minute by minute.

Soul by soul.

 

A morning in Varanasi, India is colourful and loud. First the streets are empty. Well they are never that empty empty. But still. They are filling up. Steady, but slowly. The hearts and souls of Street life Varanasi. People on their daily routinely walk.

 

Some carry happiness. Some of their mind covered in faith. So many different lives walking by, while I silently sit and see. They all are struggling with their personal acceptance to be.

 

Benaras - Moments and Connections

Alleyways of Old Varanasi - One Version

Alleyways of Old Varanasi - One Version

She was walking through the old alleyways of old Varanasi. Small, uneven and curved pathways through concrete buildings of old times, lives and moments. Her heartbeat was leading her steps. Not knowing where to go. Not knowing what to do. Just walking. Trying to read the signs. Her heartbeat....
Alleyways of Old Varansi - An other version

Alleyways of Old Varansi - An other version

She was walking through the alleyways of old Varanasi. Not knowing where to go. Not knowing what to do. Trying to read the signs. Trying to find and see you. Her husband? Her love? Her other half?     She found herself at the Old Kings Garden. A place where she used to come before. She...