As the morning sun bathed Varanasi, the Ganges ghat buzzed with devotion. Helmsmen's family women, draped in vibrant sarees, offered a diverse array of gifts – flowers, diyas, fruits, and sweets. Amid this spectacle, I was surprised to witness an unconventional twist: the simple Eggplant and Radish. These humble offerings, amidst fragrant blooms and shimmering diyas, spoke volumes about the authentic and diverse expressions of reverence along Varanasi's sacred shores.
In the mystical realm of Varanasi, where the sacred Ganges whispers the secrets of eternity, the devotion to Bhishma Pitamah transcends the ordinary. As the revered son of Mother Ganga, people believe that Pitamah holds a unique sway over the river's currents. For the helmsmen and their families navigating the unpredictable waters, worshiping Pitamah becomes a sacred pact. In the echoes of their prayers, there lies an unspoken plea for protection from the furious whims of Maa Ganga. Pitamah, the guardian born of river and man, becomes their celestial ally, a beacon of solace amidst the rhythmic dance of the holy waters.