I had heard a lot about Varanasi before I arrived.
People called it chaotic. Overwhelming. Spiritual. Ancient.
Some even warned me that it could be “too much” for a first-time visitor.
But no one told me this:
Varanasi doesn’t reveal itself unless someone helps you slow down.
That someone, for me, was a local storyteller.
Arriving With Questions, Not Expectations
I reached Varanasi with curiosity and confusion in equal parts. The city felt intense from the moment I stepped out. Narrow lanes, temple bells, the smell of incense, the constant hum of life. I knew instantly that this was not a place to rush through with a checklist.
I had booked a few days to explore the city with a local guide from The Ghumakkads, and honestly, it turned out to be the best decision of my entire India trip.
What followed was not a tour.
It was a conversation with a city that has seen life, death, faith, doubt, and devotion all at once.
My First Morning: When the Ganga Woke Me Up
We started early. Really early.
Before the city fully woke up, before the crowds arrived, we were at Assi Ghat. The air was cool, the sky was still changing colours, and the Ganga flowed quietly, as if she was giving the city a few moments of peace before the day began.
There were morning rituals, soft chanting, people offering prayers, and locals simply sitting in silence. I attended a classical music session and a gentle yoga practice by the river. It did not feel like an activity. It felt like being invited into someone’s morning routine.
Then came the boat ride.
As the boat moved from Assi towards Dashashwamedh and Manikarnika Ghat, the city unfolded slowly. Ghats appeared one after another, each with a story, each with a different relationship with the river. Some were about celebration, some about farewell.
I remember feeling quiet inside. Not emotional. Just still.
That morning alone taught me that Varanasi cannot be understood through photographs. You have to sit with it.
Walking Through Lanes That Don’t Exist on Maps
Later that day, we walked. Not on main roads, but through old lanes that felt like they belonged to another century.
Tiny temples hidden behind doors you would never notice. Flower markets already buzzing with energy. Old food shops that had been serving the same dish for generations. Locals who smiled, nodded, and continued with their lives.
What made the walk special was not just what I saw, but what I understood.
Every stop came with a story. Not a rehearsed script, but context. Why a ritual is done a certain way. Why a temple faces a particular direction. Why the Ganga is not just a river here, but a living presence.
It never felt rushed. We paused when I wanted to pause. We sat when I needed to sit. It felt like walking with a friend who grew up in these lanes.
Temples, But Without Pressure
I had been slightly nervous about the temple visits. I am spiritual, but not deeply religious, and I worried about feeling out of place.
That fear disappeared very quickly.
We visited important temples like Sankat Mochan, Durga Temple, Tulsi Manas Mandir, Bharat Mata Temple, and also passed through the Banaras Hindu University campus. What I appreciated most was that nothing was forced.
There was no pressure to pray a certain way. No expectation to behave in a particular manner. I was encouraged to observe, ask questions, and absorb what felt right to me.
The temples did not feel overwhelming because they were explained as cultural spaces, not obligations.
Sarnath: Silence After Chaos
One of the most beautiful contrasts of my trip was Sarnath.
After the intensity of Varanasi, Sarnath felt like a deep breath. The Buddhist temples, the stupa, the museum, and the overall calmness of the place created a balance I did not know I needed.
Walking there, listening to stories of Buddha’s first sermon, I felt grounded. It was reflective, peaceful, and deeply calming.
It made me realise how thoughtfully the itinerary had been planned. Not to pack everything in, but to balance experiences.
Evening Ganga Aarti: A Moment I Will Carry Forever
I had seen videos of the Ganga Aarti before. Thousands of them.
Nothing prepared me for seeing it in person.
As evening descended, the ghats came alive. Lamps, chants, synchronized movements, the sound of bells, and the collective silence of thousands of people watching the same ritual together.
What stood out was how calmly everything was handled despite the crowd. I was guided to a good viewing spot, away from chaos, where I could actually see, feel, and understand what was happening.
At one point, I stopped taking photos.
Some moments are meant to be witnessed, not captured.
The Little Experiences That Made It Personal
Beyond the main highlights, it was the smaller experiences that stayed with me.
A home-cooked meal that tasted like comfort.
Conversations over chai.
Stories shared on a boat as the city passed by.
Understanding palmistry, not as superstition, but as cultural belief.
Music played softly on the river, with no audience, no performance pressure.
These were not add-ons. They were moments.
They made the experience deeply personal and unrepeatable.
Why Exploring With a Local Changed Everything
I realised something important by the end of my trip.
Varanasi is not difficult.
It is misunderstood.
Without context, it can feel overwhelming. With the right person, it feels honest, layered, and deeply human.
Having a local guide who is also a storyteller made all the difference. Someone who knew when to speak and when to let the city speak for itself. Someone who respected my pace, my comfort, and my curiosity.
It never felt like a commercial tour. It felt like being welcomed into someone’s home city.
Leaving With More Than Memories
When I left Varanasi, I did not feel like I had “completed” the city. I felt like I had started a relationship with it.
I left with questions, reflections, and a quiet respect for a place that does not try to impress you, but slowly changes you.
If you are planning to visit Varanasi, my only advice is this:
Do not rush it.
Do not reduce it to a checklist.
And if possible, experience it with someone who truly belongs to the city.
Some journeys are not meant to be consumed.
They are meant to be felt.
And Varanasi is one of them.
About This Experience
This journey was curated and experienced with The Ghumakkads, a travel platform focused on slow, meaningful, and local-led travel experiences in India. Their Varanasi tours are personalised, experience-driven, and designed to help travellers truly connect with the city beyond sightseeing.
