To most Indians, is a circle passing through both life and death. In New Delhi I visited the river-side cremation site for Mahatma Ghandi.
In 1975 I wrote: New Delhi is a big piece of sanity amid chaos. Wide streets, majestic british architecture and much fewer people and less poverty than Calcutta.... On many sidewalk stalls you can buy fruit juices and milkshakes -- the famous Mango Shakes (15¢) are, if well made, one of the finest drinks in the world.
I also visited the Fort and the 239 foot (75 metre) high Qutb Minar (also spelled Kutab Minar).

Close to Varanasi I visited the Dhamek Stupa in Sarnath. This marks the deer park where the great Siddhartha Bhudda gave his first historic sermon.
The grass-cutters for the Archaeological Museum of Sarnath lawn were out in full force.

Varanasi city -- also known as Benares -- is on the sacred Ganges River. There I made a morning visit to the great cremation ghats. Taking a river boat trip I viewed life and death as a tourist attraction.