Dinner? Dinner for me? No dinner. I was not in the mood for food. Just a cuppa of coffee in my room and after showering, crashing on the bed. What about next morning wee hours prayers for praying to your ancestors? For which you have to pay? Neh! I couldn't be bothered. Neither did it make any sense to me. The rest. Maybe 1/2 of them, they went ahead. Whereas myself? Up by 7.00, shower and to the dining area for buffet breakfast. Breakfast? Breakfast in India? Well. Like what? Tosai, vadai, idli, and what not Indian, which basically is like the standardised Indian breakfast items. Of course, nothing like a cuppa or two of Bru Coffee for Nava K.
Thereafter, we getting down at Meer Ghat, across another angle of Ganges, where Vishalakshi Temple/Vishalakshi Gauri Temple is located. Vishalakshi Temple. The most holy temples devoted to the Hindu Divine Mother, Adi Shakti and of course, when temples are a concern. Like I have told you before? Pray. Pray your heart out, pray your lungs out, or pray your mind out. Yours truly? As crack, as crazy, as noisy, as loud, as unique and outstanding as she is? But definitely not till rolling or banging my head on the floor. Just. Maybe. 5 minutes most to most, in prayer pose or anjali pose. Done and over. Time out of Vishalakshi Temple and as we walked towards our coach, yea, some time for shopping or window shopping at the shops or stalls throughout the whole area.