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| festival of light, when the gods come down to the river ganga to celebrate! |
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| Ragu who wore wonderful jumpers and helped us put together 151 (auspicious number) of candles - we filled earth cups with mustard seed oil and lit the cotton bud wicks saying prayers for friends and family. |
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| all along the river banks the ghats were lit up with thousands of candles, very twinkly |
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| an ellie passing our window |
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| saris drying on the ghats |
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| face painting at the children's hostel |
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| not so keen! |
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| they boys all wanted pink and purple colours! |
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| dawn boat ride on the river ganga |
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| washing, making prayers, bathing all goes on side by side |
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| missing our dog guinness and her puppies |
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| grrrr I'm a tiger |
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| my daily walk up the ghats |
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| reading the morning papers |
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| always happy to pose for a photo |
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| dung patties for fuel |
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| the flute man, played every day outside our window in Varanasi for 5 weeks - we learned to love the single tune he played! |
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