Walking around the temple all the way to the top, ringing bells and breathing in the mountain air, the higher you climb the more peaceful it becomes. There's something so meditative about walking with the locals in their daily ritual. Shanti Shanti!
The pilgrimage.
Everybody loves somebody.
Beauty in her eyes.
I was told to drink the Ganges water which I politely poured onto my face instead, after numerous lurking parasites I'm find joy in each day not spent hovering over a basin.
A bindified ceremony never loses it's touch.
So Shanti.
Gita Bhavan is dedicated as a Museum for puranic and mythological awareness of the common public, enclosing many paintings and statues of characters from Hindu Mythology.
The paintings include the renowned Gita Sandesh depicting Lord Krishna and the great Pandava Warrior Arjuna in a Chariot in the Kurukshetra War field.
A little blessing to share this walk with the locals!
Wearing vintage floral camisole from Surry Hills, peasant skirt, leather vest, fringed bag and satin scarf all from Pushkar.
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