Pennies for a Puja

We spent four days in Varanasi and it was a rather inspiring place, so this is not the last Varanasi blog post.



At night the river bank is crowded with people (mostly men because you don't see a lot of women out at night). There's singing and praying as the town puts the river to sleep for the evening.


Women and children sell small offerings to make a puja (a prayer) with. You're meant to give the river the offering.






The first full day Emily and I were in Varanasi it happened to be the same day as the Kite Festival.


There were hundereds of kites in the sky over Varanasi that day. Children and adults take part in the kite flying and cutting and running. We were lucky enough to meet Vishnu, a local shop owner who invited us up to his roof to take part in the festival.


It was great to see Varanasi from a roof top. To get away from the crowded, tourist-cramped labyrinth below, families who own shops in the city find refuge above. They eat, play and even sleep on their rooftops when the weather is right. Today especially, the whole city was out to watch the kites.


This is one of the little fellows we met on Vishnu's roof. He was wearing a Canadian tuxedo and ear muffs even though it had to be at least 25 degrees Celsius. He was quite the kite flyer, as was Vishnu. I wasn't too bad myself, either. Emily may have had a few problems, though.