a hectic last minute train shuffle brought us back to kolkata from varanasi, where we did the puja to immerse my father’s ashes into the ganga on new year’s eve.

i am overwhelmed.  i can’t write about it now, much less even think about making audio from this experience.  there was so much sound i wanted to capture but i am beginning to realize that now i think i am going to have to let it go.  to filter it and remake it for others to hear somehow. 

going there made me realize the ganga is indeed a goddess.  every night we were there we watched the aarathi from a boat on the water.  never have i felt so thankful to…what?  be alive?  fulfill my father’s last wishes?  be in varanasi?  not sure.  there is a lot i am not sure about.  but thankful nonetheless.

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