I woken up in a midnight by the sound made by the wind and the fighting incident from my neighbor in DC. Fighting sound echoed in the air at the quiet night.
Recalled nights in Munger, Bihar, India, my Ashram memory, couple fighting sound, animal sound(especially the cows, sheep and dogs) and murmur sound from the village opposite bank of the ganga.
We were locked in a building at night away from the city gangster and people for the safety purpose. We were so safe to stay in Ashram, a place close to our guru and the god.
We were only allowed to leave the Ashram two hours in three months.
People pray, salute, shower, die and chant for the mother ganga.
Ganga can be a symbol of the beliefs and everything for people in India.
Ganga can be transfered and interpreted into different forms following our mind.
It can be money, love, power, hatred, god, feelings, guru talk, touch, vision and everything.
Bathing and chanting in the ganga close us to ourself, the unknown and the god.
Sound of the Ganga~
Hari Om!
