Shirdi Waley Sai Baba....
Went to Shirdi this weekend. The darshan itself took hardly more than an hour, while the to and fro journey was of almost 12 excruciating hours. It was my first visit to the temple, and I must say it was worth it.
The temple is nicely maintained, everything very well organized. Considering the fact that the queue it self was atleast 500 people long, we never had to wait as the queue was always moving. There were close circuit TVs all along the way, and we were never under the Sun. Luckily, the weather was also pleasant.
The sanctum of temple is very beautifully decorated, and idol itself gives a very soothing experience. As seen in the movie - Amar Akbar Anthony, then it was just an open place. Now it's developed to a vast structure. The faith in the people was unfailing, and even tiny tots were unfazed by the crowd. All in all, a divine experience.
Divine experience till we landed in the bus. The second rate roads, a third rate bus, and even worse driver. I wondered with the conductor if the driver was once drove a bullock-cart. Every vehicle overtook our bus, while he overtook almost none. And to those he did overtake, it took him a chasing of almost two km to accomplish that. Finally, there were those weak bladder guys, who played their own part.
Never mind the aching limbs, we had a good night's sleep, once back at home. Courtesy Sai Baba, Sunday morning was a almost a fresh morning.
The temple is nicely maintained, everything very well organized. Considering the fact that the queue it self was atleast 500 people long, we never had to wait as the queue was always moving. There were close circuit TVs all along the way, and we were never under the Sun. Luckily, the weather was also pleasant.
The sanctum of temple is very beautifully decorated, and idol itself gives a very soothing experience. As seen in the movie - Amar Akbar Anthony, then it was just an open place. Now it's developed to a vast structure. The faith in the people was unfailing, and even tiny tots were unfazed by the crowd. All in all, a divine experience.
Divine experience till we landed in the bus. The second rate roads, a third rate bus, and even worse driver. I wondered with the conductor if the driver was once drove a bullock-cart. Every vehicle overtook our bus, while he overtook almost none. And to those he did overtake, it took him a chasing of almost two km to accomplish that. Finally, there were those weak bladder guys, who played their own part.
Never mind the aching limbs, we had a good night's sleep, once back at home. Courtesy Sai Baba, Sunday morning was a almost a fresh morning.
posted by Unknown at 10:36 AM
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