banganga

was sitting alone at banganga today...there were only two other people around...one performing yoga and the other, walking...there was not a whisper of a breeze...not one leaf moved...the water was calm, the temple reflections in it making it look like a painting...other than the one man walking, everything else about that plcae seemed to have frozen in time...like a still photograph...But i knew, soon, the mother and daughter in law living in the first house on the right would start fighting...and the world would awake...