We had kept a vacant seat in the taxi since our elders believed that mom whose ashes were to be taken to Hardwar accompanies us too in her last journey to the holy river Ganga. We reached Hardwar around 2 p.m. for the religious rites. After mutual discussions all my relatives told me that Madhav Pandit was our family Purohit. At Asthi Ghat I lifted the earthen pot which contained the holy ashes of Mom for immersion in the eternal flowing currents of Ganga. We walked briskly towards the ghat where the Purohit was camping. [Read More]

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