We then rushed to the other side of the city to catch a glimpse of Kala Bairav, messenger of Shiva. Without his darshan the trip to Kashi never gets completed.

Kashi is famous for Silk sarees, cows that loaf freely on streets, Supari, fresh yogurt and ofcourse the sweet Ganga water. 24 hours stay in Kashi gave me a strong sense of attachment to the place. While I prayed God to bless me with a subsequent trip soon, I took a rickshaw to Mughalsarai station to the board the train to Gaya.

Don’t doubt if I had taken a ride on the bull to reach Gaya. I took the train along with the bull. Well we in India believe in coexistence. Trains and the bull travel at the same pace in that part of India.