Pooja

Last time in Varanasi. There’s a Pooja (ceremony). Young priests were praying with oil lamps in their hands. I wanted to take a picture, but too many people. “Pooja Dekaie? (Do you want to watch the Pooja?)” Someone said from the back. He was one of my Sadu friends (the younger one in the picture on the top). He invited me to the guest terrace. It was best place to watch the Pooja. I wondered why he had a right to invite me to the place. Following day, I came to know his master (older one in the picture on the top) is higher Sadu. I didn’t notice it when I was talking with him. I have been talking with them just as friends. They were good guys. That’s enough for me.