I think that I understand why millions of Hindus come to Varanasi.
I also understand the curiosity of tourists.
But why I am here? Why did I have to come here now? Why do I keep returning to the burning ghats? Is the Ganges beautiful or simply filthy? Is Varanasi as big as Mark Twain said? What is Varanasi?All I know is that it is no longer about the purpose of my life but about the raison d‘être of Varanasi.