Since I have never traveled alone before, how safe is it to travel to varanasi?

About holiness, I always think it is a positive perception in the spiritual world, such as faith, such as will.

I wandered around the ancient Hindu holy land of varanasi and felt everything here.

First, the Ganges burned the bodies.

At noon, I went to the railway station to buy tickets. Tutu, the owner of the three jumps who returned to the inn, couldn't understand English. I showed him some photos of the inn taken by my mobile phone, and then he took me to Yokogawa, not far from the inn. Just according to Google Maps, it takes twenty minutes to walk back to the inn. How hot it is! I gritted my teeth and walked along the Yokogawa River for two minutes in the sun and came across a small crematorium. After learning the lesson that I almost fought yesterday because I watched the body burn, I found a hidden place to sit down and watch this little cremation ceremony.

Well, a little disappointed! I was ready to watch the body burn, and I was shocked and shocked, but their actions were too slow. The temperature is estimated to be close to 50 degrees. It's too hot. I waited for almost an hour and finally got bored. The general process is to soak the body in the Ganges, carry it to the shore and oil it (probably for burning), and then change clothes. You can see that your body is black when you change clothes. Then carry him to a pile of wood, sprinkle combustion-supporting powder on the body, put a layer of wood on it, and finally cover it with white cloth. They prepared some props or something. People who seem to say goodbye line up to pray, then light a fire near the fire source and light it slowly around the body. Some people sprinkle combustion-supporting powder and add flammable grass. And then it kept burning. I didn't see it all the way, but I guess I couldn't tell the difference between the body and the wood in the end, so it became a pile of ashes.

I'll burn to death by the sun if I watch it any longer! I bought a bottle of water and walked back to the inn.

People here believe that after bathing in the Ganges, dirty souls can be washed;

They also believe that cremation on the Ganges River and scattering ashes into the river can transcend the pain before death.

Second, cricket teenagers

Walking along the banks of the Henghe River, there are monks in gorgeous teaching uniforms, people in groups of three or five, and young people or children playing cricket all the way. I recall walking by the Heng River last night, because I helped them pick up a ball, which led the cricket boy to drag me to chat on the steps by the Heng River until midnight. The thinking of Indians is still very different from what we think. First of all, they don't like China from the bottom of their hearts. Because they think we support Pakistan, and the India-Pakistan railway is in a state of war all the year round, and even today there is war! They are sworn enemies. They hate Muslims (the belief of Batie), and they hate China with them, not shallow dislike.

Teenagers are outraged, saying why the police here have guns, not because of social insecurity, but to prevent Pakistanis from bombing temples along the Yokogawa River. I can understand them, but I interrupted everyone's speech. I said you young people should not put hatred and nationalism first. This country will have its own strategy to deal with hostile forces. You should focus on how to make yourself better and richer. In fact, China was as poor and backward as India 40 years ago, and even China was poorer then. It was only later that everyone wanted to work harder and better that China's economy developed at a high speed.

I think they dragged me until midnight, because in many ways we had some ideological collisions in constant disputes and exchanges. I met a Japanese on my way back to the hotel last night. I took a few steps and he greeted me in Japanese. I responded that hello, I'm from China, and politely went back to shake hands with him and wished him good night.

In fact, we are all more or less biased, just like a simple point, like a person will feel everything is fine; If you don't like it, it will become annoying with accumulation.