Podcasts about ghats

This week Spencer is bringing us another round of TIFU! Next, Madison tells us about the wildly macabre Ganges River. We've got an obituary that is absolutely diabolical, one with some contradictions and so much more!!! INCLUDING some dumb.ass.criminallllllllls! Let's go! Watch us on YouTube: Youtube.com/@obitchuarypodcast Buy our book: prh.com/obitchuaryGet your Merch: wonderyshop.com/obitchuaryCome see us live on tour: obitchuarypodcast.comJoin our Patreon: Patreon.com/cultliterNew episodes come out every Thursday for free, with 1-week early access for Wondery+ subscribers.Follow along online: @obitchuarypod on Twitter & Instagram @obitchuarypodcast on TikTokCheck out Spencer's other podcast Cult Liter wherever you're listening!Write to us: obitpod@gmail.comSpencer Henry & Madison ReyesPO Box 18149 Long Beach, CA 90807Sources:https://www.newspapers.com/image/1103028703/?article=db2a31e6-e78f-46aa-b4df-35f64e13107a&terms=beauty%20queenhttps://www.seasmartschool.com/blog/2022/2/17/12-most-polluted-rivers-in-the-worldhttps://www.wilton-photography.com/news-stories/life-and-death-along-the-ghats-of-varanasi#:~:text=When%20only%20ashes%20remain%20these,cannot%20be%20cremated%20in%20Varanasi.https://dornsife.usc.edu/news/stories/death-on-the-ganges/https://www.passporthealthusa.com/2023/12/bathing-in-the-ganges-river/https://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-28112403https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gangeshttps://www.hinduamerican.org/blog/ganga-river-goddesshttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghats_in_Varanasihttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pollution_of_the_Gangeshttps://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/what-became-of-india-s-corpse-eating-turtleshttps://www.nationalgeographic.com/photography/article/the-pyres-of-varanasi-breaking-the-cycle-of-death-and-rebirthhttps://english.kyodonews.net/news/2024/02/0e7f9656dc55-feature-indias-cremation-king-helps-to-bring-salvation-in-modern-times.htmlhttps://www.wired.com/story/india-ganges-river-clean-project/https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/indias-government-once-released-25000-flesh-eating-turtles-ganges-river-180953384/https://www.wect.com/2022/05/12/woman-exits-vehicle-drive-thru-car-crashes-over-chick-fil-a-retaining-wall/https://www.newspapers.com/image/828291399/?article=9dd4051c-67a1-41f2-a7e1-320e6cc1286f&terms=monster%20https://people.com/onlyfans-model-allegedly-poops-car-road-rage-incident-11728123See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Is there a culture of plutocratic classism in the USA? I'm inspired by Trump's America and how people think that people like Elon Musk and him are above the law because they're rich, while conversely the lowest rank in society are the homeless and the poor. But what do I mean by “Plutocratic classism”? A plutocracy is a society where people's position is determined by their wealth, classism is our tendency to discriminate based on social class, put that together and you have people determining social value by how much money a person seems to have. Gunwallace joins us for this Quackcast, replacing Banes while he has a sabbatical, he along with Tantz Aerine and myself examine this idea from an outsider's perspective. Gunwallace like me comes from an extremely egalitarian society where the idea of obvious classism is frowned upon. Australia and New Zealand were countries created by people leaving the classist aristocratic society of Great Brittain so that they could make something of themselves outside of that rigid system where class was determined by family name, accent, where you grew up, where you went to school etc. In our countries any sort of obvious classism is seen as extremely vulgar and worthy of social attack. Of course aspects of it still exist but it's bellow the surface. Tantz Aerine's Greece has been through a number of changes, coming from aristocratic origins as well as modern communist influences. It means we all have an external view on this subject Plutocratic classism is a vision of the world that shows up all over American media, classically with something like Trading Places with Dan Akroyd and Eddy Murphy, even another Eddy Murphy film, Coming to America, Illustrates that beautifully. In the former a homeless black person and a wealthy white stock trader and made to switch places in society (mainly their level of wealth swaps), and they're subsequently treated extremely differently. In Coming to America an African prince comes to the USA and disguises himself as a poor person, the way he's treated changes dramatically. As the story progresses he meets various people at different social economic levels: the well-off middle-class small business owner father of his girlfriend in particular, as well as her rich ex, and all these people are treated as being on different rungs of the social class ladder depending on heir wealth. It's seen in very common tropes like the “dead hooker” jokes, the way homeless people are constantly shown as expendable trash, and the way people who live in trailer parks are looked down upon in American media, it's pure plutocratic classism. This shows up in American pop-culture media constantly. While the wealthy are seen as ersatz aristocracy and their children are viewed as scions, princes and princesses. Have you noticed this trend in American pop-culture media? Do you agree that it exists both in fiction and reality or is this all just communist bulsh1t that I'm blathering on about? Gunwallace was kind enough to give us a theme inspired by Ghats - A hypnotically relaxing track that builds up the pizzazz level with a synth trumpet band. From a quiet spa retreat to a full on Vegas show! Get a lot of those sexy showgirls! Topics and shownotes Links Featured comic: Ghats - https://www.theduckwebcomics.com/news/2025/jan/21/featured-comic-ghats/ Featured music: Ghats - https://www.theduckwebcomics.com/Ghats/ - by Flumpy Tripod, rated E. Special thanks to: Gunwallace - https://www.theduckwebcomics.com/user/Gunwallace/ Tantz Aerine - https://www.theduckwebcomics.com/user/Tantz_Aerine/ Ozoneocean - https://www.theduckwebcomics.com/user/ozoneocean Kawaiidaigakusei - https://www.theduckwebcomics.com/user/kawaiidaigakusei VIDEO exclusive! Become a subscriber on the $5 level and up to see our weekly Patreon video and get our advertising perks! - https://www.patreon.com/DrunkDuck Even at $1 you get your name with a link on the front page and a mention in the weekend newsposts! Join us on Discord - https://discordapp.com/invite/7NpJ8GS

"The first thing which struck me about the Cemetery Soundscape recording was the understated subtlety. It gave me a sense of peace as I listened; a peace I often find walking around cemeteries and graveyards in the UK. I thought about how cultural links with death has shaped these places and reflected on my own experiences of the death of family members and friends and feelings of grief and sorrow.  "It got me thinking about rituals of death and cultural ways of saying farewell to loved ones following their passing. I thought of the Zoroastrian tradition of exposing the body to the sun and birds of prey, the Ghats of Varanasi, Ancient Egyptian traditions found within the Book of the Dead or Western rituals of funeral, burial and cremation. The belief that these customs would prepare the soul for the next life and the associated importance of reincarnation and rebirth. "Whilst using the ‘Cemetery Soundscape' recording as a constant backdrop, ‘Rise' focusses on these death rituals and the comfort they offer, along with the hope that the dead find a ‘better' place as they ascend to the heavens." Indonesian cemetery soundscape reimagined by Simon Holmes.

Fluent Fiction - Hindi: Amonsoon's Muse: Reviving Artistry on Varanasi's Ghats Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.org/amonsoons-muse-reviving-artistry-on-varanasis-ghats Story Transcript:Hi: वाराणसी के घाटों पर सुबह की आहट थी।En: There was a hint of morning at the ghats of Varanasi.Hi: गंगा का पानी शांत था, लेकिन बारिश की गूंज अब भी कानों में गूंज रही थी।En: The waters of the Ganges were calm, but the echo of the rain still lingered in the ears.Hi: भीगे पत्थरों पर हल्की-हल्की फिसलन थी।En: The wet stones had a slight slipperiness.Hi: रवि अपना सामान लेकर घाट पर आया।En: Ravi came to the ghat with his belongings.Hi: वह एक कुशल कारीगर था, लेकिन भीड़ कम थी।En: He was a skilled artisan, but there were few people around.Hi: मानसून के मौसम में पर्यटक कम आते थे।En: Tourists rarely visited during the monsoon season.Hi: रवि ने एक छोटा सा स्टॉल लगाया था।En: Ravi had set up a small stall.Hi: उसके हाथ के बने गहने एकदम अनोखे थे।En: The jewelry he made by hand was truly unique.Hi: मगर महंगे और प्लास्टिक के गहनों ने उसकी बिक्री को प्रभावित किया था।En: However, expensive and plastic jewelry had affected his sales.Hi: पेट भरने के लिए उसे ग्राहक चाहिए थे।En: To fill his stomach, he needed customers.Hi: तभी उसने नज़र घुमाई और देखा, एक लड़की घाट की सैर कर रही थी।En: Just then, he glanced around and saw a girl strolling by the ghat.Hi: उसके चेहरे पर उत्सुकता थी।En: There was curiosity on her face.Hi: उसका नाम था निशा। वह मुंबई से घूमने आई थी।En: Her name was Nisha, and she had come from Mumbai to travel.Hi: उसे यहाँ की कला और संस्कृति में बहुत रुचि थी।En: She had a great interest in the local art and culture.Hi: रवि ने सोचा कि अगर वह निशा से बात करेगा, तो शायद वह उसकी कला को सराहेगी।En: Ravi thought that if he spoke to Nisha, perhaps she would appreciate his artistry.Hi: रवि ने साहस जुटाया और सीधे उसका सामना किया।En: Gathering courage, Ravi approached her directly.Hi: "नमस्ते, मैं रवि हूँ," उसने मुस्कुराते हुए कहा।En: "Hello, I'm Ravi," he said with a smile.Hi: निशा ने भी मुस्कुराकर जवाब दिया।En: Nisha smiled back in response.Hi: रवि ने अपने गहनों के कुछ नमूने दिखाए और प्रत्येक की कहानी सुनानी शुरू की।En: Ravi showed her some jewelry samples and began to share the story behind each piece.Hi: उसने बताया कि किस तरह उसने अपनी माँ से यह कला सीखी। कैसे हर मोती, हर धागा उसकी जिंदगी का हिस्सा है।En: He explained how he learned this art from his mother, how every bead and thread was a part of his life.Hi: निशा उसकी कहानी से प्रभावित हुई।En: Nisha was impressed by his story.Hi: उसने गहनों को देखा और महसूस किया कि उनमें वाकई कुछ अलौकिक था।En: As she examined the jewelry, she felt there was something truly extraordinary about them.Hi: "यह गहने बहुत खास हैं," निशा ने कहा।En: "These pieces are very special," Nisha said.Hi: "मैं इनमें से कुछ खरीदना चाहती हूँ।"En: "I'd like to buy some of them."Hi: रवि को लगा जैसे उसके दिल की धड़कन तेज हो गई हो।En: Ravi felt as if his heart started to beat faster.Hi: वह बस इतना कह सका, "धन्यवाद।"En: All he could say was, "Thank you."Hi: निशा ने कई गहने खरीदे और रवि को अच्छी-खासी रकम दी।En: Nisha purchased several pieces and gave Ravi a generous amount of money.Hi: उस दिन के बाद रवि के चेहरे पर एक नई चमक थी।En: After that day, there was a new sparkle on Ravi's face.Hi: उसने महसूस किया कि उसके गहनों की सच्ची पहचान उनके पीछे की कहानियों में है।En: He realized that the true value of his jewelry was in the stories behind them.Hi: वह समझ गया कि सच्चा ग्राहक वह है जो उसके हुनर और कहानी की कद्र करता है।En: He understood that a genuine customer is one who appreciates his craftsmanship and narrative.Hi: और इस तरह, रवि ने न सिर्फ अपने बिज़नेस को बचाया बल्कि उसमें एक नया उद्देश्य भी पाया।En: In this way, Ravi not only saved his business but also found a new purpose in it.Hi: अब वह गर्व के साथ अपने गहनों को बेचता था, कहानियों को साझा करता था, और अपने सपनों को एक नई उँचाई पर ले जाता था।En: He now sold his jewelry with pride, shared stories, and took his dreams to a new height.Hi: वाराणसी के घाटों पर एक कारीगर ने अपनी कला के वास्तविक मूल्य को पहचाना।En: On the ghats of Varanasi, an artisan recognized the true worth of his art. Vocabulary Words:hint: आहटghats: घाटोंcalm: शांतlinger: गूंज रहीecho: गूंजslipperiness: फिसलनartisan: कारीगरbelongings: सामानstall: स्टॉलhandmade: हाथ के बनेunique: अनोखेmonsoon: मानसूनtourists: पर्यटकcuriosity: उत्सुकताgenuine: सच्चीcraftsmanship: हुनरnarrative: कहानीextraordinary: अलौकिकappreciate: सराहेगीcourage: साहसimpressed: प्रभावितsparkle: चमकpurpose: उद्देश्यheight: उँचाईrecognized: पहचानाvalue: मूल्यsales: बिक्रीrarely: कमculture: संस्कृतिbead: मोती

Fluent Fiction - Hindi: Rekindling Family Bonds on the Ghats of Varanasi Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.org/rekindling-family-bonds-on-the-ghats-of-varanasi Story Transcript:Hi: वाराणसी के घाटों पर, आसमान में बादल घिर आए थे।En: On the ghats of Varanasi, clouds had gathered in the sky.Hi: गंगा नदी की लहरें किनारे से टकरा रही थीं।En: The waves of the Ganga River were lapping against the shore.Hi: अनिका वहाँ खड़ी अपने भाई रोहन और सहेली मीरा का इंतजार कर रही थी।En: Anika stood there, waiting for her brother Rohan and her friend Meera.Hi: उसकी आँखों में भावनाओं का समंदर उमड़ रहा था।En: Emotions were surging in her eyes.Hi: रक्षाबंधन के इस विशेष दिन पर, वह अपने दिवंगत पिता के सम्मान में एक पारंपरिक अनुष्ठान करना चाहती थी।En: On this special day of Raksha Bandhan, she wanted to perform a traditional ritual in honor of her late father.Hi: रोहन धीरे-धीरे घाट पर पहुँचा।En: Rohan arrived at the ghat slowly.Hi: उसके चेहरे पर झलक रही थी जिम्मेदारियों की थकान।En: Responsibility's fatigue was evident on his face.Hi: वह इस अनुष्ठान के महत्व को नहीं समझ पा रहा था।En: He couldn't grasp the significance of the ritual.Hi: उसे यह एक अतिरिक्त बोझ लग रहा था।En: To him, it seemed like an added burden.Hi: लेकिन वह जानता था कि अनिका के लिए यह कितना महत्वपूर्ण है।En: But he knew how important it was for Anika.Hi: मीरा भी उनके साथ थी। वह हमेशा से दोनों के बीच सुलह कराने की कोशिश करती रही थी।En: Meera was also with them, always trying to mediate between the two.Hi: जगह तैयार थी।En: The place was prepared.Hi: घने बादलों के बीच सबने अनुष्ठान आरंभ किया।En: Amidst the dense clouds, they began the ritual.Hi: अनिका ने अपने पिता के लिए दीपक जलाया।En: Anika lit a lamp for her father.Hi: अचानक से मूसलाधार बारिश शुरू हो गई।En: Suddenly, a heavy downpour began.Hi: मिट्टी की सुगंध और तेज हवा के झोंकों ने माहौल और नाटकीय बना दिया।En: The fragrance of the earth and the gusts of wind added drama to the atmosphere.Hi: ऐसा लगा कि जैसे यह तूफान सिर्फ उनके रिश्ते के लिए ही आया हो।En: It felt as if this storm had come solely for their relationship.Hi: रोहन का मन आक्रोश और असमंजस से भरा हुआ था।En: Rohan's mind was filled with anger and confusion.Hi: उसे लगा कि उसकी जिम्मेदारियाँ, उसके रिश्ते और यह पूरा माहौल सब उसे दबा रहे हैं।En: He felt overwhelmed by his responsibilities, relationships, and the entire situation.Hi: अनिका ने उसकी आँखों में दर्द देखा और धीरे से कहा, ""यह अनुष्ठान सिर्फ पापा के लिए नहीं, हमारे लिए भी है।"En: Anika saw the pain in his eyes and gently said, "This ritual is not just for Dad, but for us too."Hi: मीरा ने अनिका का हाथ थाम कर उसे भरोसा दिया।En: Meera held Anika's hand, offering her reassurance.Hi: रोहन ने अपनी अड़चन भरी साँस छोड़कर आगे बढ़ने का निर्णय लिया।En: Rohan exhaled his troubled breath and decided to move forward.Hi: दोनों ने मिलकर अनुष्ठान को पूरा किया।En: Together, they completed the ritual.Hi: बारिश धीरे-धीरे थमने लगी, जैसे उनका मन भी शांत हो रहा हो।En: The rain gradually subsided, as if their hearts were calming too.Hi: अनुष्ठान के बाद, अनिका और रोहन घाट की सीढ़ियों पर बैठे।En: After the ritual, Anika and Rohan sat on the steps of the ghat.Hi: अनिका ने सीधे रोहन की आँखों में देखा।En: Anika looked directly into Rohan's eyes.Hi: "मैं समझती हूँ कि तुम पर कितनी जिम्मेदारियाँ हैं। पर इस सबमें परिवार को भूलना नहीं चाहिए।"En: "I understand how many responsibilities you have. But in all this, we must not forget family."Hi: रोहन ने अपना सिर हिलाया।En: Rohan nodded.Hi: उसे पहली बार अहसास हुआ कि परंपराएँ केवल रस्में नहीं होतीं। वे भावनाओं से जुड़े होते हैं।En: For the first time, he realized that traditions weren't just rituals—they were connected to emotions.Hi: "मैं भी समझता हूँ," उसने कहा, "यह सब मेरे लिए नया है। पर तुम्हारे साथ रहकर इसे समझना अच्छा लगा।"En: "I understand too," he said, "this is all new to me. But staying with you, I've learned to appreciate it."Hi: दोनों ने एक-दूसरे को गले लगाया। उनके बीच की खाई भर गई थी।En: They hugged each other, the gap between them closed.Hi: घाट के किनारे, शांत बहते गंगा के पानी ने गवाह बने इस सुलह का, और भाई-बहन के रिश्ते की नई शुरुआत का।En: On the edge of the ghat, the calm flowing waters of the Ganga witnessed this reconciliation and the new beginning of the sibling relationship.Hi: यह रक्षाबंधन अनिका और रोहन के लिए खास बन गया था, उनके रिश्ते की मजबूती का प्रतीक बनकर।En: This Raksha Bandhan became special for Anika and Rohan, symbolizing the strength of their bond. Vocabulary Words:ghats: घाटोंgathered: घिर आएlapping: टकरा रही थींemotions: भावनाओंsurging: उमड़ रहा थाritual: अनुष्ठानhonor: सम्मानlate: दिवंगतfatigue: थकानevident: झलक रही थीsignificance: महत्वburden: बोझmediate: सुलह करानेdense: घनेdownpour: मूसलाधार बारिशfragrance: सुगंधgusts: हवा के झोंकोंdrama: नाटकीयstorm: तूफानoverwhelmed: दबा रहे हैंconfusion: असमंजसreassurance: भरोसाsubsided: थमने लगीcalming: शांतreconciliation: सुलहtraditions: परंपराएँappreciate: समझनाhugged: गले लगायाsymbolizing: प्रतीक बनकरbond: मजबूती

The Eastern Ghats is amongst the most biodiverse regions in India. This discontinuous mountain range is spread predominantly across Tamil Nadu, Andhra Pradesh, Odisha and Karnataka. A study conducted by ATREE found over 200 species of birds in the Eastern Ghats, which includes the endemic Jerdon's Courser. The region also has healthy populations of elephants, gaur, blackbuck, leopards and wolves, alongside various small mammal species. Around 400 tigers are found in the region. Unfortunately, only a very small portion of the Eastern Ghats landscape is classified as a protected area, making the region vulnerable to rapid land cover change. Other than rampant habitat loss, hunting and the illegal wildlife trade threatens the fauna of the region.In this episode, I interview Dr. Vikram Aditya who has worked extensively on the conservation of the mammals of the Eastern Ghats. He is currently a Principal Scientist at the Centre for Wildlife Studies and spearheads their Wildlife Hunting and Trade program. Currently, the program operates solely in the Eastern Ghats, to study how hunting pressure and illegal wildlife trade is impacting wildlife in the region. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit anishbanerjee.substack.com

Practical Preceptor Tips from Christina Fry at Dawson High School in Pearland, Texas. They do an amazing job with the Sports Medicine staff, their student aides, and as preceptors for the University of Houston MAT program. Discussion topics:  Advancing students in the profession Preparing students  Outfitting students Providing learning opportunities  Scheduling What to avoid Practical Preceptor Tips How long have you been a preceptor? 7 years.  Can you share some of the things you have done to help master's students be involved and advance in the profession? We treat the masters' students as an extension of our staff, we want them to be respected in our ATR just like us. We have our high school students refer to them as Mr/Ms/Mrs. We interview them to make them feel that they are in a professional setting. My assistant, Thomas, likes to ask them “What did you learn today?”. We outfit them, invite them to our pregame meals, we make sure that they feel respected. We make sure that every day they learn something new. You interview them for the position, but they're already assigned there? Correct. We ask them to submit a resume, and for a lot of them this is their first job “interview” and ask them interview-like questions and ask them to submit a cover letter. We then give them critiques so they can start working and build that resume so that when they are done with their program they can apply and be successful for their interviews for their actual job.  Do you do that just once, or every week, every 3 weeks, etc? So our level 2's are with us all year long, we make sure we give them monthly updates. Our level 2 this past year wanted an update every day, every week, so we always were helping her and growing her, anytime there was a hiccup or something she was unsure of, we gave her that reassurance and feedback. For the level 1's, it takes a while to get into that comfort zone, but we always try to give them feedback when we notice something, good or bad.  You talked about outfitting them to make them feel welcome, do we give them the ones that say athletic trainer, or the ones that the students wear, do they keep them; what does that look like for you? So it varies, level 2 vs level 1. Level 2's we'll give them the game day polo for the year, and require them to look professional when they come into the ATR. Our students will wear Nike shorts and a T-shirt. We ask that our UH students either wear something UH to differentiate them or they wear a polo with either nicer shorts or nicer slacks, with their UH ID badge. And that way it identifies them as an adult and not a student. More Practical Preceptor Tips: Include them in almost everything! So for GHATS, we made a fun t-shirt for the t-shirt contest, and we had a team-building activity of tie-dying the shirts. We invited our UH students to join in since they went with us to GHATS, and they were allowed to wear that shirt as a fun GHATS representation. For our level 1's, if there's an event going on during the time that they are with us we'll give them one of the students' shirts, but for the most part, we'll give them our practice shirt for the year that they can wear to Saturday treatments, etc. One of the things I'm trying to still work out is scheduling, how do you balance that out and hold them accountable while keeping in mind that they're college students? You and I have the luxury of working in a high school setting, so we automatically have Sundays off, that is the one day a week they have off because they are required to have at least one day off within a 7-day span. So we keep that in mind. We use something called “Homebase” which is a scheduling app, where our students, ourselves, and our UH kids can submit their days off requests, so we honor that. We always remember that they are students first, so they can communicate with us if they have a big test coming ...

Rani Rashmoni, the founder of the Dakshineshwar Temple in Kolkata, a close associate ot Shri Ramakrishna Paramahansa. One of the most remarkable women ever in Indian history, who financed the construction of Ghats across the Hooghly, took the British head on and played a major role in the Bengali Renaissance.

1-Escuché hablar acerca de unos lugares llamados “ghats”, que se encuentran en Benarés, India. ¿Qué son y para qué sirven? 2- ¿Qué tiene los ojos de los animales nocturnos diferente a los de los humanos que les permite ver de noche? 3- Quisiera que nos platiquen acerca de la quinoa. Me gustaría saber de dónde es originaria, cuáles son los beneficios que este alimento tiene para la salud de las personas, y cuáles son los mayores productores actualmente. 4- Quisiera que me hablen del Hércules Mastai, la mayor estatua de bronce de la antigüedad. 5- ¿Cómo hacer para que la barba no crezca tan rápido, hay algo que detenga el crecimiento? Programa de radio "Oigamos la Respuesta" del Instituto Centroamericano de Extensión de la Cultura (ICECU). El programa se hace con las preguntas que envían nuestros oyente y las respuestas que se elaboran en el ICECU con un lenguaje claro y sencillo desde el año 1964.

 After the North India tour with Amma and the Ashram, I went to Varanasi as usual to learn Sitar…Varanasi is one of the oldest, religious and most spectacular cities in the world…Varanasi can be the hell or the heaven, it has both sides… Huge awful traffic jam and serenity at the Ghats of the Ganges…The greatest musicians and music schools of India are in Varanasi…I had chosen an old Brahmani as my Sitar teacher; he is also the priest in the Sri Varahi Devi temple in the center of Varanasi… I stayed close to the Assi Ghat, in the South of Varanasi, it was just 3Km distance.My sitar teacher was a lovely man and he has a lovely family, with 2 beautiful daughters, they were about 20 years old…We had the 10 days Devi days with all these ceremonies, including the singing and dancing… I enjoyed that … And then the Ramada started, … The Muslims were very aggressive and disturbed our Devi ceremony …They killed 5 Hindus.And then Hindus killed some Muslims...Within 24 Hours 50.000 mixed troops, soldier and police, marched into the city. Every 50 meters checked the police or the army the people on the street…I saw again and again the police or troops were beating the people… And so, the killing was prevented.I needed so much time to go to my music teacher, because every 50 m I got checked from the troops, so that my teacher invited me to live in his temple… It was very hot, above 40 Celsius and I moved to the temple and got a room on the roof of the temple, close to the rooms of his beautiful daughters. The Brahmani lived with his wife downstairs and we lived on the roof… Normally, it is forbidden in India, that a stranger lives so close to young girls…I was also a Brahmachari (contact with girls was forbidden)I just could go in the night to the daughters…Sometimes it happened that one daughter was coming to me in the night, crying, because she had problems with her boyfriend. I was consulting her… I exercised my sitar playing during the day, it was so hot even I could not touch the wall.In the morning I took a bath in the Ganges, meditated, played my sitar on the roof of the temple… Sunset I meditated…So, I enjoyed my time during the civil war. Still, I got huge problems with the monkeys that like to steal my fruits… The monkeys are awesome to unlock the door or to steal my fruits through the barred windows…If the monkeys could not get any fruit, they were protesting, torn my cloth from the line…So, I had to share my fruits with them, then I could also live with the monkeys in peace. Life is life and we can enjoy our life everywhere if we can adjust to the situation.My Video: Episode 29 civil war in Varanasi https://youtu.be/aPeu94lvtEIMy Audio: https://divinesuccess.net/wp-content/uploads/2021/Podcast1/Episode.29.civil.war.in.Varanasi.mp3

Agradece a este podcast tantas horas de entretenimiento y disfruta de episodios exclusivos como éste. ¡Apóyale en iVoox! T01XE13 - Diario de una Amazona - Un Podcast de Celia Blanco (@Latanace) - Usaba los dedos como nadie Me pagué la carrera poniendo copas en Madrid, en un bar en el que las paredes sudaban pero que todos los fines de semana se llenaba de tíos por dos motivos: uno, la música; otro, las dos camareras. Una era yo. Entraba a las 7 de la tarde y salía a las 6 de la mañana, pero me llevaba 15.000 pesetas y aquello era gloria bendita. Normalmente, no hacía ni caso a ninguno de los que se acodaban en la barra a decirme cosas. Lo que decían, carecía de interés para mí y dorarme la píldora nunca ha sido una buena estrategia para que yo claudique. Pero aquel tipo, con fuerte acento alemán, alto, moreno, con los ojos muy verdes tras unas gafitas redondas fue especial. Empezó a hablar de ópera; yo le di pie. Todo porque en el Teatro Real estaban representando Thurandot y yo lamenté no tener dinero para ir a verla y lo dije en voz alta intentando librarme de un plasta: -- “Ni aunque me invitaras a Thurandot, que mira que es lo único que me apetece en esta vida”. El moreno alto me escuchó y por ahí, pilló hebra. Me contó que él iba mucho a la ópera; vivía en Viena y tenía un palco en el palacio de la ópera. Allí no es tan caro como aquí y es un lujo medianamente aceptable. A mí, solo por eso, me gustó. Aquella noche la pasamos hablando de música y de política. Él vestía un abrigo de cuero hasta los pies, que a mí me fascinó e impresionó a partes iguales. Para mí, aquel austríaco era lo más exótico que había conocido nunca. Fue fácil derretirme. No nos acostamos hasta dos fines de semana después. Durante meses estuvo viniendo a mi barra cada fin de semana. Esperaba a que yo acabara y salíamos para irnos a la pensión de mierda en la que él se hospedaba. Allí aprendí mucho de cómo los austríacos conseguían quitarse el estigma de la II Guerra Mundial y me contaba, entre risas, cómo llevar su abrigo largo de cuero, comprado de segunda mano en un pueblo húngaro, ponía en alerta a los que lo veían porque distinguían que era un abrigo de la Gestapo. El austríaco daba los besos extraños. Como no queriendo comerte pero sin dejar de hacerlo. Tenía las manos grandes y estrechas, con dedos muy finos y largos, de pianista, que hacían virguerías por todos mis huecos. Le gustaba que yo me pusiera a cuatro patas para lamerme en esa postura. Empezaba por la planta de los pies, seguía por la pantorrilla, los muslos hasta alcanzar el culo. Aquí lamía con más cuidado aún, empezando por el coño, entreteniéndose con el clítoris, mordisqueando con los labios los míos, subiendo con la lengua hasta la cintura. Usaba los dedos como nadie los ha vuelto a usar jamás. Haciendo una composición sonora con mis propios gemidos. “Pareces un pianista”, acerté a decir la primera vez; el austríaco sonrió y me dijo “Lo soy”. Verdaderamente lo era. Por eso sus dedos eran capaces de tocar todas mis teclas a diferentes tiempos, haciendo que un encuentro se convirtiera en una devoción de la carne, mi carne. Mi carne cobraba un protagonismo que, hasta entonces, no había distinguido. Abrazaba mis muslos para recorrerlos con la lengua, desde las ingles hasta las rodillas, sorteaba la braga para languidecer bajo ella, haciendo que yo sintiera en cada centímetro de mi vulva. Tenía los dedos largos, la piel fina y la boca hambrienta. Los besos eran largos y eternos, abrazándome como si tuviera ocho brazos como un pulpo para que yo no pudiera escaparme. Cada cierto tiempo venía a Madrid y repetíamos el trance de los lametones convirtiendo el sexo con la lengua en nuestra seña de identidad. El austríaco y yo nos vestíamos con nuestras babas. Gustaba de atarme las manos al cabecero de la cama con un pañuelo y vendarme los ojos. Algo que me vuelve loca. Iniciaba su liturgia por la palma de las manos. Besos, lametones, restregones, seguía por los brazos, haciéndome cosquillas de las que no podía escapar por la postura. Mi cuerpo se movía al compás de sus incursiones, llegando a la tripa para hacer de ella el campo de batalla de placer que nunca más he vuelto a tener. El pubis. Mi pubis le encantaba. Siempre lo he llevado recortado y en triángulo, rasurados los labios para dejar paso a la lengua. Su lengua, su bendita lengua, esa que hacía que yo me licuara sobre las sábanas cuando metía la cabeza entre mis piernas. Las abría y empezaba con besos pequeños, muy pequeños, de esos que te hacen confiar de que todo va a ser tenue. Y, cuando ya estabas más o menos relajada, procedía. Los pellizcos con los labios en el clítoris me volvían loca. Eran pequeños mordiscos que hacían que se me reverberara la sangre. A veces intentaba cerrar las piernas por inercia, pero él lo impedía con los brazos. Se echaba encima para, con las manos, jugar con mi sexo. Recuerdo aquellas sesiones escuchando ópera, en aquellos años, en un casette de los de cintas, recuerdo estremecerme con “la Donna é Mobile” mientras la lengua del austríaco hacía virguerías. A mí me embriagaba la música y el placer que me producía su lengua repasándome. Otra vez, dale, otra vez, más, más, más…. Yo hacía lo propio con mi lengua y con mis manos. Tenía la polla grande y recia, “centroeuropea”, pensé, como si hubiera visto alguna vez otra de su país. Pero para mí, la polla del austríaco era lo mejor para mi boca. Yo se la chupaba con deleite, haciéndole partícipe de mi devoción. Dejándole muy claro lo mucho que me gustaba chupársela. Sacaba la lengua y se la repasaba completamente, me la metía entera en la boca provocándome una pequeña arcada a la que ignoraba para seguir con lo mío. Se la llenaba de saliva, escupiendo sobre ella, incluso para hacer que al metérmela en la boca sonara a lo que era: una comida de polla. Aquel sonido lo excitaba aún más y a mí me gustaba que se le pusiera tan dura. Me divertía coger el tronco con la mano, sacando la lengua y lamiendo como si fuera un polo de fresa. Una y otra vez, para volvérmela a meter entera, hasta tocar con los labios los huevos y subir hasta el capullo donde me regodeaba con los labios y la lengua. Sabía bien aquella polla austríaca, grande y recia. El recuerdo del austríaco hacía que su ausencia se pudiera llevar; las cartas aparecían cada diez o doce días en mi buzón, las llamadas por teléfono, sucedían cada mes. Su acento centroeuropeo me volvía loca. Cuando se corría soltaba un exabrupto parecido a un rugido que me hacía creerme muy poderosa. En realidad, cada uno seguía su vida. Yo me eché un novio mucho mayor que yo, que cuando me dejó, me destrozó el corazón y yo corrí a sanarme con un viaje a la India. Estando allí llegó la primera de las sorpresas. Varanasi, dos semanas, nada más entrar al hotel y entregar mi pasaporte se armó un alboroto en la casa. Decían que tenía un paquete en casa de un hermano y que corriera a por él. Lo había dejado un europeo que había ido preguntando por mí. El paquete era un mechero del siglo XIX con una nota: “Te quiero y te querré siempre aunque te escondas”. El austríaco había llamado a mi casa y mi madre le había dicho que me había largado a la India a curarme de amores. Él, simplemente, cogió un avión y se fue detrás de mí. Sabía que iba de mochilera, que no tenía mucho dinero y supuso que no dejaría de ir a Varanasi. Sus más de 20 años viajando por todo el mundo en las mismas condiciones que yo, lo llevaron a los Ghats, donde se arremolinan las pensiones de mala muerte en las que duermes por 3 €. En todas dejó una nota: Busco a la Tana… Y la Tana apareció. A partir de aquí todo se aceleró. El austríaco fue una de las primeras personas a las que vi cuando volví de aquel viaje y el único al que no dejé de ver con El Paso de los años. Hasta que fui yo a Austria a dar tres conferencias a la universidad en la que trabajaba y, entonces, sucedió. Mi primera vez en la ópera. El palco era una habitación con dos salas, la de entrada y el palco en sí. La de la entrada estaba preparada con una mesa y unas perchas para poder dejar los abrigos y lo que llevaras en las manos. En e palco, dos sillas pegadas a la barandilla y un sillón en terciopelo rojo pegado a la pared. A nuestros pies comenzaba “El elixir de amor” de Gaetano Donizetti. Yo estaba tan emocionada que no podía dejar de mirar cada movimiento en el escenario. Nunca había estado tan cerca de una representación que me apasionara tanto. El austríaco me acariciaba la espalda mientras yo me recostaba sobre la barandilla, haciéndome cosquillas. me besaba en el cuello, detrás de las orejas, me besaba en los brazos y en los codos, en las manos... En un momento en el que los actores principales se declaraban su amor, me cogió de la mano y me llevó al silloncito de terciopelo rojo, me subió sobre su respaldo, me abrió las piernas y me quitó las bragas. Yo lo miraba estupefacta, escuchando a los cantantes exhibir su potencia y calidad. Él se sabía el libreto, lo cantaba en silencio frente a mí mientras con los dedos acariciaba mi piel, mi pubis, mi vulva… Yo sonreía y lo dejaba. Se arrodilló frente a mí, me separó las rodillas y comenzó a comérmelo. Esta vez hizo algo grandioso, seguía el compás de la música con la lengua y los dedos, haciendo que la música pareciera la banda sonora de mi propia película, de vez en cuando se le escapaban algunas palabras del libreto que exhalaba con los ojos cerrados, haciendo de aquella comida de coño fuera mística. Lamía, metía los dedos, seguía lamiendo, repasaba mi sexo desde el culo hasta el clítoris con lso dedos para luego meterlos y moverlos dentro, haciendo que sintiera los golpetazos entre las piernas, la intensidad entre los muslos, el placer bien dentro. Yo estaba deseando que me penetrara pero él estaba empeñado en que disfrutara con su boca y sus manos. Lamía, metía los dedos, acariciaba, mordía… Ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Me corrí poco después del aria de la cantante. Estaba el teatro aplaudiendo cuando yo exhalé mi quejido de goce, lo que mitigó que resonara. Él soltó una carcajada ronca y me besó. Apartó el mechón de cabello que caía sobre mi cara y me dijo, muy bajito, al oído que me querría toda la vida. El austríaco y yo mantuvimos relaciones durante muchos más años. Nos enrollábamos en cualquier ocasión que pudiera darse. Ni siquiera su matrimonio impidió que siguiéramos siendo amantes, fue más bien mi relación con un señor desagradable y borde lo que nos separó. Vino una vez a Madrid, yo lo invité a casa y mi pareja de entonces lo torpedeó y maltrató del mismo modo y con la misma cobardía que me maltrató a mí durante años. El austríaco no pudo soportar que yo amara a un hombre tan desagradable y desapareció. Estuvimos años sin saber nada el uno del otro hasta que el señor desagradable me dejó. Entonces, pareció que su radar se activó y volvió a dar señales de vida. ¿Quién sabe? Lo mismo volvemos a ir juntos a la ópera. Escucha este episodio completo y accede a todo el contenido exclusivo de Diario de una Amazona (con Celia Blanco @latanace). 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Powered by: ReFi Jobs - ReFi jobs curates the best new regenerative finance jobs at leading companies and startups - Learn more ---> Check out the Causeartist Partners here.---> Subscribe to the Causeartist Newsletter here.In this episode of the Disruptors for GOOD podcast, I speak with Jake Orak, founder of Ethnotek on his decade long journey in social entrepreneurship and creating jobs across multiple continents.Ethnotek's mission is to keep culture alive by creating high-quality laptop and travel bags that feature ethically sourced handmade textiles.Your purchase sustains employment for the art of hand printing, weaving, and embroidery with partnering artisan villages in Ghana, Guatemala, India, Indonesia, and Vietnam. Ethnotek is so much more than just a bag! It's a celebration of culture, it's a community, it's a global movement!The one thing all of the Ethnotek weavers and artisans have in common is the fact that their craft is disappearing. Every year they see less and less local demand for their fabrics due to low yield and long lead times.Traditional techniques are quickly being replaced by machines and factory labor in major cities, drastically reducing the number of jobs and industry in the regions where it is needed most.By creating new demand for these traditional handcraft practices, the brand and its customers are in a sense forging an effort to keep them alive and well and in the same villages from which they came.The last and most important part of the mission is to spread the idea that we should all celebrate each other's differences more often. The only way culture can stay alive is if we keep it that way.Culture runs deep; from the tribes of Yunnan Province to the Subways of New York City. From the Ghats of Varanasi to the Cafes of Paris. To ensure the survival of these incredibly interesting differences we must learn about them and retell their story. This is why we see our bags as a flag. A flag that you wave which says, "I care"​.Check out Ethnotek's Sourcing Roadmap: This is an article to describe Ethnotek's internal ethical guidelines for working with artisans and is to provide suggestions to designers & business owners who are looking to practice Cultural Inclusion in their supply chain."We in no way claim to be experts in this department and are still learning, but we do have over 10 years of first-hand experience and not only does our system work well, everyone is happy and having fun in the process!"Listen to more Causeartist podcasts here.Powered by: ReFi Jobs - ReFi jobs curates the best new regenerative finance jobs at leading companies and startups - Learn more---> Check out the Causeartist Partners here.---> Subscribe to the Causeartist Newsletter here.Listen to more Causeartist podcast shows hereFollow Grant on Twitter and LinkedInFollow Causeartist on Twitter, LinkedIn, and Instagram

Geetanjali Krishna takes us to the narrow lanes leading to the banks of the Ganges in Varanasi to investigate how best they can hold on to their heritage. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Tony Gerard was into cryptozoology before it was cool. He voraciously read everything he could about the Loch Ness Monster and Bigfoot as a kid. He listened attentively as local old-timers told of black panthers roaming the hills and swamps of western Kentucky and southern Illinois where he grew up.His interest in the natural world led him to pursue a degree in biology and later an advanced degree in zoology. For a number of years, he was an investigator with the Bigfoot Field Researcher's Organization (before being kicked out by Matt Moneymaker).In addition to natural history, Gerard has an avid interest in the North American frontier of the 18th and 19th centuries. He began 18th-century historical re-enactment as a hobby in the early 1980s, which led to his being selected as a core extra for the motion picture "Last of the Mohicans." This, in turn, led to working on many other historical films and documentaries.Later, he worked in front and behind the camera on all seasons of The History Channel's series "Monsterquest." The producer of "Monster from the Big Muddy" recently described Gerard as "one of the most open-minded skeptics I've ever met." Traveling extensively, Gerard is always interested to learn of lesser-known cryptids such as Hulikurka, the mystery cat of the western Ghats mountains of India, or Belbeliknek, the flipping snake of the highlands of Luzon, Philippines.Currently, Gerard teaches biology and earth science courses at Shawnee College in southern Illinois.

 After the North India tour with Amma and the Ashram, I went to Varanasi as usual to learn Sitar…Varanasi is one of the oldest, religious and most spectacular cities in the world…Varanasi can be the hell or the heaven, it has both sides… Huge awful traffic jam and serenity at the Ghats of the Ganges…The greatest musicians and music schools of India are in Varanasi…I had chosen an old Brahmani as my Sitar teacher; he is also the priest in the Sri Varahi Devi temple in the center of Varanasi… I stayed close to the Assi Ghat, in the South of Varanasi, it was just 3Km distance.My sitar teacher was a lovely man and he has a lovely family, with 2 beautiful daughters, they were about 20 years old…We had the 10 days Devi days with all these ceremonies, including the singing and dancing… I enjoyed that … And then the Ramada started, … The Muslims were very aggressive and disturbed our Devi ceremony …They killed 5 Hindus.And then Hindus killed some Muslims...Within 24 Hours 50.000 mixed troops, soldier and police, marched into the city. Every 50 meters checked the police or the army the people on the street…I saw again and again the police or troops were beating the people… And so, the killing was prevented.I needed so much time to go to my music teacher, because every 50 m I got checked from the troops, so that my teacher invited me to live in his temple… It was very hot, above 40 Celsius and I moved to the temple and got a room on the roof of the temple, close to the rooms of his beautiful daughters. The Brahmani lived with his wife downstairs and we lived on the roof… Normally, it is forbidden in India, that a stranger lives so close to young girls…I was also a Brahmachari (contact with girls was forbidden)I just could go in the night to the daughters…Sometimes it happened that one daughter was coming to me in the night, crying, because she had problems with her boyfriend. I was consulting her… I exercised my sitar playing during the day, it was so hot even I could not touch the wall.In the morning I took a bath in the Ganges, meditated, played my sitar on the roof of the temple… Sunset I meditated…So, I enjoyed my time during the civil war. Still, I got huge problems with the monkeys that like to steal my fruits… The monkeys are awesome to unlock the door or to steal my fruits through the barred windows…If the monkeys could not get any fruit, they were protesting, torn my cloth from the line…So, I had to share my fruits with them, then I could also live with the monkeys in peace. Life is life and we can enjoy our life everywhere if we can adjust to the situation.My Video: Episode 29 civil war in Varanasi https://youtu.be/aPeu94lvtEIMy Audio: https://console.aws.amazon.com/s3/object/rudizimmerer?region=ap-southeast-1&prefix=6/Episode+29+civil+war+in+Varanasi.mp3

When it comes to making an impact on the environment, there are very few brands that step up and take the initiative of doing their bit. Especially when you're starting something new. The one brand that has been taking active strides towards doing their bit is Phool. Phool was born out of the want to reduce temple waste in India. From what started as a conversation by the Ghats of the River Ganges, Phool turned into a venture that worked towards upcycling temple flowers that were otherwise dumped into water bodies, into consumer products. Based out of Kanpur, India, Phool decided to work with the locals to get temple flowers together and turn them into incense sticks and cones. In this episode, we're talking to Apurv Misal, the Head of Marketing and Sales of Phool.co on how the brand educates their audience, keeps them engaged, uses organic strategies on social media to grow. Tune in to get some intel into some of the best strategies that lifestyle brands can use to reach their audience.

CHRIS COLLINSON jacked in his job as a civil servant in London and set off to India with his city-loving (internationally-travelled) partner Shobha Das to build a home in the Ghats mountains of Kerala, a State in southern India where Shobha was born but had never lived until now. Two years on, I had the unexpected opportunity to catch up with Chris on a visit to London for a podcast chat and walk along the river Thames on a gloomy November day recently. This is Chris' frank and inspiring interpretation of how life has changed for both him and Shobha living side by side in a habitat filled with elephants, snakes, leopards, wild dogs, butterflies and birds; and, respecting and marvelling at these creatures in equal measure. Tune in to our chat for a unique understanding of how dramatically life can change if you want it to, while putting your fears in to a perspective to suit the situation in which you find yourself. Meantime we've got the sounds of London in the background of our podcast chat just to give you that London city context too. :) *** To find out more about Chris and Shobha's home-building project in Kerala, southern India go to the YouTube link: Shobha and Chris' Wayanad Home Building Project *** TO KNOW MORE about your podcast host EMMA you can go to https://www.travellingthrough.co.uk/ THANKS to MARISKA Martina at https://www.mariskamartina.com/ for creating our wonderful podcast jingle! AND FINALLY, a big thanks to the River Thames "beach" foreshore for hosting this week's walking and talking podcast. ***

In this episode:#spirituality #religion #temples #pilgrimage #history #ganges #uttarpradesh #aarti #food #alleys #streets #hinduism #jainism #sikhism #art #music #literature #streetfood #hippie #sadhuThis week, The Musafir Stories speaks to Arjun Narayanan, a journalist and host of Madraswallah Podcast!Today's destination- Varanasi, UPNearest Airport- Lal Bahadur Shastri AirportNearest Railway Station- Varanasi Junction railway stationPrerequisites - preparation and researchPacking - Dress appropriately as some of the temples might require modest attireTime of the year - November to FebruaryLength of the itinerary- 4 daysItinerary Highlights:- Arjun plans and reads ahead of time before visiting historically significant places like Varanasi.- We talk about the history and the religious significance of Varanasi, the deep relationship with Ganges and the beliefs.- Visit Sarnath, the place where Gautama Buddha delivered his first sermon at the deer park. There is also a museum where you can explore ancient artifacts.- Temples to visit while in Varanasi: Sankat Mochan temple, Kashi Vishwanath temple, Kaal bhairav temple, Vishalakshi temple, Annapurna temple.- Ghats of Varanasi - best explored by walking, but you can take up a boat ride to cover them in number.- Important ghats include - Manikarnika Ghat, Harishchandra ghat, Assi ghat, Raj ghat, Guleria ghat, Dashashwamedha ghat among many others.- Watch the many aartis performed on these ghats, ranging from simple poojas to elaborate procedures, hymns and conches.- Explore the streets and alleys of Varanasi that offers a variety of street food. Some places visited by Arjun include Ram bhandaar for Kachoris, Blue lassi shop, Pehlwan lassi, Kachori gali, Poori sabzi, Ras waale aloo.- There are a number of book stores one can explore in Varanasi as well and check out some great books such as 'Bananas, the city of lights', 'Bana rahe Banaras' etc.- Varanasi also has a rich literary history like Munshi Premchand and Bhartendu Harishchandra who belong to Varanasi as well as a rich cultural history with artists like Bismillah Khan, Pandit Ravishankar, Pandit kishan maharaja, Sitara Devi etc.- Try to check out a music festival if you happen to be here during such events. Sankat mocha music festival (April), Dhrupad mela (February), Ganga Mahotsav (November), Kabir festival (December) are some music festivals of Varanasi.- Dussehra, Diwali and Dev Deepavali are among the popular festivals of Varanasi.- Also consider making a visit to BHU - Banaras Hindu University if you have the time for it. It is one of the largest universities of Asia. Popular are the model of the Kashi Vishwanath temple on its campus as well as Bharat Kala Kendra which is a popular museum.- Finally don't forget to check out some Benarasi sarees and try out the Benarasi Paan along with Bhaang from a government authorized outlets!Links:Link to the Madraswallah podcast:https://madraswallah.com/category/podcasts-2/Shout out to CreativeAudios.in. Check out their podcast on:https://www.google.com/podcasts?feed=aHR0cHM6Ly9hbmNob3IuZm0vcy8yMmIwNzA5NC9wb2RjYXN0L3Jzcw==Photo by Srivatsan on Unsplash Follow the Musafir stories on:Twitter : https://twitter.com/musafirstories?lang=enFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/themusafirstories/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/musafirstoriespodcast/?hl=enwebsite: www.themusafirstories.comemail: themusafirstories@gmail.comApple podcasts -  https://apple.co/2LPtTA3Google podcasts - http://bit.ly/2toY7ljwebsite - http://bit.ly/2xFZqOVSaavn - https://bit.ly/2J5rIqiSpotify - https://spoti.fi/2HLPSViGaana - http://bit.ly/2NClUYYpocketcasts - https://bit.ly/2xu3Ewgcastbox - https://bit.ly/2sqBDQiOvercast - https://bit.ly/2LN9wnfStitcher Radio - https://bit.ly/2JiBbhwaudioBoom - https://bit.ly/2oZZowSTuneIn - https://bit.ly/2xyQH4aRadioPublic - https://bit.ly/2snY9u0iHeartradio - https://ihr.fm/2xvOG8RDeezer - https://bit.ly/2L7GmOo

The Ganges River is an incredibly important waterway for India. It provides food and drinking water, a place to bathe and do laundry, a means of transportation and - perhaps most importantly - its banks are an ancient sacred site for several religions. There you can find humans and animals alike descending to the waters amid holy men and hash smokers. Our guest takes the plunge this week in our final chapter.

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De retour à Goa, le plus petit et aussi le plus touristique des états indiens. Mais cette fois, nous prenons une route à l'opposé du tourisme habituel. Emmanuel Ferré a découvert l'Inde il y a 24 ans et a fini par s'installer à Goa pour s'adonner à ses passions : l'aventure, la nature et les activités physiques dans la jungle ! Nous commençons par ses tout premiers pas dans la nature primaire, sa rencontre avec les tribus et l'apprentissage des lois de survie dans la jungle. Nous sommes ici dans les reliefs des Ghats occidentaux, résultats des plus grandes coulées de lave cartographiées sur Terre, et qui offrent une très grande biodiversité. Si bien que "Manu" a décidé d'y développer "Goa Jungle", proposant des activités sportives en pleine nature, essentiellement du canyoning et du trekking. Un bon cocktail d'aventure authentique, truffé d'anecdotes "junglesques" !

This week, The Musafir Stories speaks to Sai Kumar, the man behind the handlebar of our most epic road trip so far. Sai grew up in the UAE before moving to India for his graduation. Sai later went on to do his masters in the UK before moving back to the UAE. Find out how Sai quit his job to follow his passion to travel India! Today's destination: INDIA! Sai's Ride - Royal Enfield Thunderbird 500cc Prerequisities - preparation for the trip in terms of funding, crowdfunded, roughly cost about 1.3lakhs for the entire trip Packing - Medicines, spares, travel accessories, tent, sleeping bag, rucksack (clothes, documents, camera, laptop, dry fruits), tripod, tent, saddle bags (bike spares, winter clothes, camera accessories, personal toiletteries), jerry can for spare fuel Time of the year - July-October 2016 Length of the itinerary: 77 days and 11,124kms!!! Itinerary Highlights: The journey was planned to cover the points of Saint Adishankaracharya's four vedic centers in the four corners of India. Coimbatore was the starting point of the journey, the place where Sai was based. First pitstop at Kannur, Kerala - stop for the night, enjoy the Theyyam form of dance/worship if you find time! Ride along the konkan coast with stops at Mangalore/Udupi for lunch and reach Murudeshwar before sunset. Enjoy the beautiful view of the enormous Shiva statue overlooking the beach. Rise early and ride towards Goa! Pitstop at a friend's house in Mapusa, visit the beaches like Anjuna that are close by. Spend the night in Goa and start riding towards Mumbai the next morning. ENjoy the beautiful coastal roads of the Konkan region, make stops at beautiful forts on the way. Break for a few days in Mumbai, hanging out with friends and recharging yourself for the journey ahead. Move towards Gujarat once you start from Mumbai Pitstop at Bhuj enroute to the Rann of Kutch! Enjoy the views around the Rann in offseason and literally no people around(spoiler alert - the Rann is flooded in off-season!) Relive the legend of the Kala Dungar temple and the jackals. Ride towards Jaisalmer the next day. Enjoy the Thar desert safari with Sharukh Khan and Salman Khan! No kidding! Next stop at at Jugaad - the hostel, in Amritsar! One of the best experiences during the trip, Sai spends close to a week exploring Amritsar and Punjab. Enjoy the various trips organized by the hostel! Food trips - food walks, eat all you can contest, visit the amazing Golden temple, offer prayers and serve food Wagah border trip - Hey Pakistan! Village trip - milking cows, farming, live the village life! After spending some great time in Punjab, it was time to head towards Kashmir. Unfortunately, the situation was tense in Kashmir and needed a change of plans - Sai had to ride through Manali, rather than Srinagar which was the original plan Find out what happens next in Part 2 of the Great Indian Road Trip only on The Musafir Stories next week. Links: Link to Sai's blog - www.planetsai.com Link to the photo story - http://imgur.com/a/aE9nR #travel #great #india #IncredibleIndia #RoadTrip #holiday #adventure #royalEnfield #ThunderBird #Kerala #Karnataka #Maharastra #Goa #Gujrat #Punjab #Rajasthan #Wagah #RannOfKutch #Murdeshwar #Western #Ghats #Konkan #Malabar #Bullet #MotorBike #Bike #TheMusafirStories #PlanetSai #IndiaTravelPodcast

Holiest site in Hinduism, Varanasi's riverside ghats are a swirl of color, faith, life, and death. We discuss the vedas, the great epics, and the development of Indian civilization with Vivek Vasan from the Historical India podcast. 

Transcript -- Varanasi, on the Ganges, is one of the most important Hindu religious sites.

Varanasi, on the Ganges, is one of the most important Hindu religious sites.

Transcript -- Varanasi, on the Ganges, is one of the most important Hindu religious sites.

Varanasi, on the Ganges, is one of the most important Hindu religious sites.