• Jan 25 2016
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Debakunda

Deeply rooted within us hu-mans is the urge to cleanse ourselves every now and then. The cleansing can be of thebody or the mind itself. One can do both at Deba-kunda, God's very own pond.Riding my Royal Enfield, I cov-ered some really dusty roads to reach the gates of the heavenly Deba-kunda. Mesmerised by the beauty and somewhat feeling a little unclean from all the dust that my body had accumulat-ed over the journey, I decided to jump into the cold water and the only thing that my mouth could utter was 'Har Har Mahadev'. My arms were in the air and my eyes were staring at the beauti-ful temple that stood on top of the waterfall. As I was standing in the holy water of Deba-kunda, it seemed like it was coming down directly from the heavens above. The 7 o' clock sun shining behind the temple mast and the green-ery surrounding it, received my adulation as I folded my hands and closed my eyes to cut off any noise between me and the sound of the water and temple bells. The bath had taken away all my tiresomeness and had also re-plenished the strength in me to take almost 300 steps to the temple above the waterfall. After offering my prayers, I came out to find a beautiful statue of Lord Ha-numan. His face looked so peace-ful.