Vishwanath temple, Uttarkashi

After breakfast, Idris took us round and round for about 25 kms, in search of a petrol pump. When he did locate one, he forgot to tell us that it was in the opposite direction of the Vishwanath temple at Uttarkashi. Finally, we reached Vishwanath temple. It was Karva Chouth and I was fasting.

The last time we had come to this temple, we had distributed banana chips from Kerala, since we did not have change. We still remembered the smiles on the faces of the saadhus and others sitting there at receiving something so rare and unexpected. Therefore, we had carried about 5 kilos of different ‘rare and unexpected’ dry food stuff from the other end of India, to give away here. My husband and father enthusisatically began distributing and their smiles told me that we were right in carrying all that stuff, all the way up here.

My earlier memories of the temple freshened up and I could have happily spent the day absorbing the energy of that place, like the others. But we were already 3 hours late and had a schedule to keep. So we all trooped back into the car.