sunrise on the Ganges |
Today,
Varanasi is nothing like it was when its first railway station made mass
transit a realisable dream for many. Varanasi today, like many other famous
small towns and cities in South Asia, is facing a continuous friction between
the ‘new’ and the ‘old’. Someone
who has lived and grown up in the pre-colonial localities of Delhi and Lucknow
may well be able to sympathise with Varanasi on several different grounds. As
the cramped and narrow gullies of Old Varanasi, home to the silk workshops of
many famous Muslim weavers of the Julaha caste, contend with the issues of
livelihood, a few miles away lie extremely posh residential areas which are
seemingly oblivious to the hundred and forty thousand strong slum population in
the city.
Dashashwamedh Ghat in Varanasi |
The
other equally famous ghat in Varanasi
is the Manikarnika Ghat, a site for
ritual cremations on funeral pyres. Mostly done with sandalwood, hundreds of
dead bodies are lined up at the ghat
for cremation. Broadly, the Dom caste, which is traditionally an untouchable
caste, is responsible for dealing with all that is deathly in dominant Hindu
society. It is in Varanasi that this form of oppressive and stigmatised
division of labour has perhaps also given Doms a visible prominence, as the
ritual order considers working with dead bodies a polluting act and hence needs
the Doms. This has also led to the famous titular role of the Dom Raja in
Varanasi while at the same it has also meant that the caste-marked livelihoods
of many depend on sifting through the ashes of dead bodies in search for precious
ornaments like rings or even gold teeth as well as discreetly re-selling
ornamental funeral shrouds which are otherwise meant to be specific to each
funeral. Beyond Manikarnika ghat lies
the Harishchandra Ghat, which is a
similar site but is used by families which can’t afford expensive sandalwood.
Together, these two ghats hold the
term, the ‘burning ghats’, as the
funeral pyres are forever burning, a sombre sight on the breezy dark nights
along the Ganga in Varanasi.
the ruins at Sarnath |
Piety
has many faces in Varanasi and it would be naive to assume that it is all there
is. The city’s many realities are tested against this image time and again and
travellers in search for the many-sided and complicated facets of cities would
find a lot of food for thought in Varanasi. This city’s immigrant foreign
population, much of which is composed of Israeli Jews or residents of the C.I.S
states and Eastern Europe, work as yoga assistants or as voluntary labourers in
different Ashrams, drive rickshaws or
participate in sex work. The impious in the holy city of Varanasi are patrons
of non-Indian sex workers, wholly aware of the fetishism of ‘white’ women.
These and many other paradoxes are the complicated reality of many cities in
the world, to which Varanasi is no exception. While it is important to
critically see through the many facades of the city and question its many
representations without harbouring prejudiced judgement, it is also important
to understand how these differences exist together and against each other,
producing a fuller travelling experience.
a poster advertising Ustad Bismillah Khan |
Varanasi
has produced many stories. Its voice has been heard across miles of land and
sea through those who have spoken of its depths or sung of its beauties. If you
have been spellbound by the late Ustad Bismillah Khan playing the Raag Maalkauns on his famous shehnai at the Queen Elizabeth Hall in
London, then you would love to see the city where it all began. If you haven’t
done either, make the trip anyway – you’ll hear the brilliant shehnai renditions at the Kashi Wishwanath Temple every evening. It
is where the great Ustad started off as well.
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