India is more than a destination — it is a turning point.
It does not reveal itself all at once. It unfolds through contrast — movement and stillness, clarity and disorientation.
These stories are fragments of that encounter, drawn from places like Rishikesh, Varanasi, and beyond — where what appears external often becomes deeply personal.
On the Road to Something Vast Passing through Govardhan, where we stayed only briefly during the day, we headed toward our next destination — a place as vast as unpredictable. For those far from Hinduism, among whom I still confidently count myself, on the third day of our pilgrimage through India, we set out for […]
Madness or Faith? A Pilgrimage to Maha Kumbh Mela Read More »
Hare Krishna – Hare Rama. It sounds almost like “Christ is Risen – Truly He is Risen.” Hare Krishna – Hare Rama: A Familiar Sound Hare Krishna—Hare Rama. It sounds almost like “Christ is Risen—Truly He is Risen.” I embarked on a journey through India with only the vaguest understanding of Hinduism. I remember how
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My first night in Delhi’s Tibetan Quarter completely shattered my ideas about what’s “normal.” We ended up in a dark, showerless room with nothing but a small plastic jug to use instead of a tap. The floor hadn’t seen a mop since Krishna’s time. I wasn’t just hesitant to wash there but afraid to enter.
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Dedication “Which god do you like?” — a question from a statue vendor in Varanasi. This chapter of my journey is dedicated to my beautiful family, who accepted my decision to leave for six months. And to the incredible new friends I met along the way. To Nastya and Mykola – the main guides on
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