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Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?

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Hello, dear friends,

I hope this blog finds you in a cheerful mood. Today’s writing prompt asks a simple yet deeply personal question: “Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?”

If we pause for a moment, we realise that our favourite place is never just a destination—it is a feeling, a memory, a moment of connection that lingers long after the journey ends.

Among all the places I’ve been fortunate to explore, one stands apart for its spiritual warmth, timeless charm, and the way it makes my heart feel at home.

That place is Vrindavan, the sacred land where mythology, devotion, and nature weave together into a living tapestry of divine love.

A Road Washed Clean by Rain

One fine morning, a sudden downpour brought much-needed relief, washing the world with a fresh calmness.

It felt like nature itself had given a sign—an invitation—to step out and embrace a small adventure. My son, with his usual infectious enthusiasm, immediately suggested a visit to Vrindavan.

Within minutes, excitement filled our hearts. We packed lightly, carried our curiosity, and set off on the two-hour drive.

As we approached this fabled town, something within us began to quiet down. Vrindavan isn’t just a city; it is an experience, an emotion.

It sits gracefully along the sacred Yamuna River, adorned with vibrant temples, ancient groves, and stories whispered across centuries—the playful tales of Krishna and the eternal love of Radha.

Stepping Into the Playground of the Gods

The moment I stepped out of the car, Vrindavan greeted me with its familiar chaos—yet a chaos filled with devotion.

Temple bells clanged rhythmically, devotional chants echoed through narrow lanes, and the air vibrated with a spiritual energy that felt both powerful and welcoming.

Colourful shops lined the streets, offering garlands, incense, and sacred souvenirs. The sweet aroma of jasmine, rose petals, and sandalwood drifted through the air, reminding us of the offerings made at countless shrines.

It felt as though the entire town was wrapped in an invisible blanket of devotion.

A Glimpse of Divinity: The Banke Bihari Temple

Our first stop was the famous Banke Bihari Temple, one of the most cherished landmarks of Vrindavan.

At 10 o’clock, the temple courtyard was already buzzing with devotees. The intricately carved façade stood proudly, reflecting centuries of craftsmanship and devotion.

Inside, the sacred tradition of jhalak darshan unfolded—where the silken curtain is gently drawn aside for just a few fleeting moments, allowing devotees a glimpse of the self-manifested idol of Krishna.

This rhythm of unveiling and veiling adds a mystical charm, as though Krishna’s darshan is a divine game of hide-and-seek.

Amidst the crowd, something remarkable happened. A coolness, a serenity, settled over everyone.

As we moved along with the throng of devotees, chanting and soaking in the spiritual fervour, our worldly worries seemed to melt away.

For those few moments, we were not just visitors—we were participants in something pure, ancient, and deeply uplifting.

Nidhivan’s Enigmatic Secrets

Our journey continued to the mysterious Nidhivan, a sacred grove woven with legends. As a follower of Krishna and Radha, this spot holds a special corner in my heart.

The grove, filled with unusually twisted Tulsi trees growing in pairs, has always been a subject of wonder.

Our guide narrated the fascinating folklore surrounding Nidhivan:

• The Nightly Raas Leela: It is believed that every night, Krishna and Radha descend to dance the Raas Leela, surrounded by the Gopis.
  
• Trees That Come Alive: The Tulsi trees are said to transform into Gopis, joining the divine celebration.
  
• The Celestial Chambers: Each evening, a bed is prepared with offerings—food, water, and ornaments. By morning, these items appear disturbed, as though used during the night.
  
• No Mortal Allowed After Sunset: No human or animal is allowed inside Nidhivan after dusk. It is believed that witnessing the divine Raas Leela can lead to severe consequences.

Standing amidst the paired Tulsi trees, listening to these stories, we felt an indescribable mixture of awe and reverence.

It was as though the air itself guarded secrets far beyond human understanding.

A Quiet Pause in a Magical Town

Though not a vast forest, Nidhivan offers a peaceful retreat within its boundaries. Small temples and sacred spots quietly mark the area.

Visitors come throughout the day—but by 7 PM, everyone leaves. Even birds and monkeys, it is said, do not stay overnight.

By the time we stepped out, our hearts were filled with wonder, and our minds danced with the magic of Vrindavan’s stories.

Why Vrindavan Is My Favourite Place

In answering the prompt question—Do you have a favourite place you have visited?—Vrindavan stands tall in my memory.

It is not just because of the temples or myths, but because of how the place makes me feel: lighter, calmer, connected to something eternal.

Vrindavan is a place where devotion meets beauty, where legend touches life, and where every visit feels like a homecoming.

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