Eric Newby

Slowly Down the Ganges


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of the sun that was shooting up across the river, blinding the Sivite sadhus who squatted, coated in ashes, in the alcoves below the temple of Gangadwara, still warming themselves before the smouldering tree-trunks with which they had seen the night through. Here we turned inland, away from the river, and began to climb a steep path at the back of the town which led to the temple of Manasa-Devi.

      At the temple, nearly 2,000 feet up, the air was gelid. G. asked the priest to recite the Lalita-sahasra-nama, the thousand names of Vishnu.8

      ‘I do not know the Lalita-sahasra-nama’, the priest said, equably and went back to his own protracted devotions.

      ‘It’s disgraceful,’ G. said. ‘He ought to know it. It’s like priest in Church of England not knowing the Lord’s Prayer.’

       CHAPTER FOUR Down the Ganges

      From the hills to Sookerthal on the Ganges, the navigation is restricted entirely to rafts of timber and to the passage of boats which, being built in the valley of Deyra, are with some difficulty and great danger floated, empty down the rapids.

      Col. Sir T. Proby Cautley: The Ganges Canal, Vol. 1

      A list of suggestive articles which are needed on the journey is given here but the pilgrims may have all or some of them as desired and needed.

       Religious

      Japalma

      Agarbattis

      Camphor

      Dhup Powder

      Kumkuma

      Sandalwood Powder

      Wicks soaked in ghee and kundi

      Asanam

      Bhagavad Gita or any religious book for daily use

      Bhajan Songs or Namavali

      Sri Ramakoti Book

       Cloths

      Rugs, Blanket

      Muffler

      Dhavali or Silk Dhoti

      Dhoties 2

      Shirts 4

      Baniyans 2

      Uppar clothe 3

      Towels 3

      Waterproff cloth (2 yards)

      Rotten cloth (pieces 4)

      Coupeens 2

      Cloth bag for money to keep round waist

      Bedding

      Mosquito Curtain

       Medicines

      Amrutanjan

      Smelling Salt

      Vaseline bottle

      J & J De Chane’s

      Medical Service set with its guide book

      Homeopathic Box & a guide Booh

      Diarrhoea Pills

      Dysentery Pills

      Indigestion Pills

      Malaria Pills

      Boric Powder

      Cotton

      Cloth (Plaster)

      Bandage cloth

      Aspro Tablets

      Purgative chacklets

      Tooth powder or paste

       Utensiles

      Canvas bucket

      Cooker

      Oven

      One set of stainless steel vessels

      Ladle

      Spoons – 3

      Fraid pan

      Tiffin Carrier

      Tumbler

      Glass

       Miscellaneous

      Looking Glass and comb

      Soaps for bath and wash

      Nails of all sizes

      Locks 2

      Cloth bags for food stuffs

      Pen knife

      Small gunny bag for coal

      Wrist Watch

      Umbrella

      Hand stick

      Visiting Cards

      List of departed souls and their Gotras

      Hand bags 2

      Note book

      White Papers

      Fountain pen and pencil

      Candles

      Needles and thread

      Railway Guide

      Pilgrim’s Travel Guide

      A small hand axe

      Good Camera with flash

      Movie (Cene) Camera

      Tongue Cleaner

      Suit case or hand jip bag

      Lock and chain

      Pandari bag to carry things on shoulder

      Safety pins

      Change for Rs. 10 00

      Setuvu from Rameswaram

      Ganges from Allahabad

      Haridwar or Gangottari

      Rail and Road Maps

      Battery light with spare Batteries

      Thermos Flask

      Hurricane Lamp

      Match box

      Calendar both Telugu and English

      News Papers

      Ink bottles

      Postage stamps and cards

      from A Pilgrim’s Travel Guide

      At six-fifteen the following morning we were at the bridge, ready to embark. A bitter wind was blowing and against a pink sky flights of teal and mallard were rocketing upstream towards the Hardwar gorge.

      The boat was moored ready for us alongside one of the piers of the bridge on the upstream side and the current was grinding it against the stones, emphasising its tinniness. It was as full of holes as it had ever been and there were eight inches of water in the bottom. Because of its lightness it had somehow achieved a balance between floating and foundering; but if any further weight was imposed on it, it would certainly scuttle itself.

      Of the crew whom we had interviewed the previous day, a pair of terrible ruffians with mops of greasy hair, there was no sign. We had told them to be ready to leave at six and we had arrived at a quarter past, hoping to start within an hour or so, this being the custom of the country, but now it was evident it did not matter at what time they arrived; there would be no sailing in this boat today or any other day.

      We were prey to all the violent, unworthy emotions that have consumed visitors to India from time immemorial: impotent rage; the desire that Timur Leng, the terrible Tatar, knew and was able to gratify, to make hecatombs and raise great towers of skulls (he made a sanguinary detour to the banks of the Ganges in the Year of the Hare, 1399, and entered Hardwar and sacked