EVERLASTING ECHOES ON VARANASI'S GHATS

As the sun dips below the horizon, casting crimson shadows across the glistening waters of the Ganges, a tranquil hush falls over Varanasi. On the ghats, those sacred steps leading to the river, this air echoes with primal whispers. The chanting of mantras mingles with the mournful notes of a tabla, creating a symphony of sacred beauty. The fragran