on a pilgrimage,
to pay homage,
devout come to take a dip
despite the chill
to wash off their sins...
at the bank of Ganges,
chanting mantras
recited by the sages...
looking solemn
and serene
unmindfully, going
back to the same
old routine...
Mamta Agarwal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-way-of-life-3/