(由 Google 翻译)2025年大壶节最后一天:与精神史诗的神圣告别
2025年3月23日——一个永远铭刻在我们心中的日子。怀着虔诚的祈祷和希瓦妮的鼓励,我们从卡纳塔克邦的班加罗尔出发,前往普拉亚格拉杰,踏上精神朝圣之旅,见证2025年大壶节的圆满结束。
我们的公路之旅与目的地本身一样,也是朝圣之旅的一部分。我们驱车穿越印度变幻莫测的地貌——第一站是库尔努尔,我们在那里休息了一晚。第二天,我们穿过森林、古老的寺庙、宁静的村庄和充满活力的乡村,午夜时分抵达纳格浦尔。在那里,我们受到了朋友萨米尔·萨胡的热情款待,他敞开了家门和心扉,热情地接待了我们。
从纳格浦尔到普拉亚格拉杰的最后一段路程漫长而平坦,这要归功于这里一流的公路基础设施——我们衷心感谢公路和交通部长尼廷·加德卡里·吉,他用如此令人称道的道路连接了印度的灵魂。
当我们进入普拉亚格拉杰时,这座城市已然充满了灵性能量。数百万来自世界各地的人们聚集在一起。我们被这巨大的规模所震撼,于是向纳雷什·吉求助。他和苏坎特·吉慷慨地为我们安排了两间房间,让我们置身于人海之中——这份善意将永远铭记于心。
当金色的阳光升起在神秘的特里维尼桑甘(恒河、亚穆纳河和传说中的萨拉斯瓦蒂河的交汇处)上空时,一片神圣的寂静短暂地笼罩着这片广阔的土地——就在最后的“沙希·斯南”(皇家浴场)开始之前。
这是大壶节的最后一天,但它更像是一场精神的高潮。空气中弥漫着对哈哈玛哈德瓦的吟唱、寺庙的钟声、海螺的鸣响,以及游行队伍有节奏的鼓声。身着藏红花和灰烬的阿卡拉圣徒们,以无与伦比的优雅和古老的权威进入圣水。旗帜飘扬,三叉戟在阳光下闪闪发光,人们的心与远比自身更伟大的存在相连。
根据印度教的信仰,最后一位沙希
2025年大壶节的最后一天:向精神史诗的神圣告别
大壶节有着无与伦比的意义——据说,充满精神能量的圣水可以洗净无数生生世世的罪孽,带来解脱,即从生死轮回中解脱。
我们与无数来自各大洲的信徒、求道者、瑜伽士和游客一起,在河坛上漫步。空气中弥漫着焚香、樟脑、万寿菊的芬芳,以及持续数周的神圣祭祀的烟雾。巴赞的吟唱在背景中回荡,每个灵魂,无论宗教、语言或地位,都在天空下平等——因虔诚而团结。
除了精神层面,2025 年的大壶节也是现代规划的奇迹。从数字化人群监控和清洁饮用水站,到环保卫生设施和铺设良好的道路,它令人叹为观止地展现了古老传统如何与现代技术无缝融合。
就连外国游客也为之着迷——不仅被这神圣的氛围所吸引,更被这一切的规模、美感和秩序所震撼。相机缓缓放下,寂静与敬畏弥漫开来。
黄昏时分,桑加姆河岸在数十万盏油灯的照耀下熠熠生辉。河水波光粼粼,如同星空的倒影。信徒们默默站立,许多人热泪盈眶——有的流泪,有的流泪,有的流泪,有的流泪,有的静静地领悟到,虽然大壶节结束了,但它的精髓却永存。
收拾行囊并非易事——回忆被轻轻地装进袋子里,情感被小心地藏在心里。就在这时,我们听到附近一位年迈的苦行僧从他长长的胡须间传来平静的声音:“大壶节结束了,但神圣永存。”
第二天早上,我们踏上了返程。
(原文)
The Last Day of Kumbh Mela 2025: A Sacred Farewell to a Spiritual Epic
23rd March 2025—a date forever etched in our hearts. With hearts full of devotion and encouragement from Shivani, we set out on a spiritual pilgrimage from Bangalore, Karnataka, to Prayagraj, to witness the culmination of the Mahakumbh 2025.
Our journey by road was as much a part of the pilgrimage as the destination itself. We drove through the ever-changing landscapes of India—our first halt was Kurnool, where we rested for the night. The next day, we passed through forests, ancient temples, sleepy villages, and the vibrant countryside, reaching Nagpur by midnight. There, we were warmly hosted by our friend Sameer Sahu, who opened his home and heart to us.
The final stretch from Nagpur to Prayagraj was long but smooth, thanks to the excellent highway infrastructure—a true salute to our Road and Transport Minister, Nitin Gadkari Ji, for connecting the soul of India through such commendable roadways.
As we entered Prayagraj, the city was already pulsating with spiritual energy. Millions had gathered from every corner of the world. Overwhelmed by the sheer scale, we reached out to Naresh Ji, who, along with Sukant Ji, graciously arranged two rooms for us in the midst of this human ocean—an act of kindness that we'll always cherish.
As the golden sun emerged over the mystical Triveni Sangam, the confluence of Ganga, Yamuna, and the mythical Saraswati, a divine silence fell briefly upon the sprawling grounds—just before the final Shahi Snan (Royal Bath) began.
It was the last day of the Kumbh, but it felt more like a spiritual crescendo. The air trembled with chants of Har Har Mahadev, temple bells, conch shells, and the rhythmic drumming of processions. Akhara saints, clad in saffron and ash, entered the sacred waters with unmatched grace and ancient authority. Flags waved, tridents glinted under the sun, and hearts aligned with something far greater than themselves
According to Hindu belief, the last Shahi
The Last Day of Kumbh Mela 2025: A Sacred Farewell to a Spiritual Epic
By holds unparalleled significance—the waters, supercharged with spiritual energy, are said to cleanse sins of countless lifetimes and offer moksha, liberation from the cycle of birth and rebirth.
We joined the countless others on the ghats devotees, seekers, yogis, and visitors from across continents. The air was filled with the fragrance of incense, camphor, marigold, and the smoke of sacred yajnas that had been burning for weeks. Bhajans echoed in the background as every soul, regardless of religion, language, or status, stood equal under the sky—united by devotion.
Beyond the spiritual, Kumbh Mela 2025 was also a marvel of modern planning. From digital crowd monitoring and clean drinking water stations to eco-friendly sanitation and well-laid roads, it was a stunning example of how ancient traditions can seamlessly merge with modern capabilities.
Even foreign visitors stood mesmerized—not just by the spiritual aura, but by the sheer scale, beauty, and order of it all. Cameras were slowly lowered. Silence and awe took over.
As dusk approached, the banks of the Sangam glowed with the light of lakhs of diyas. The river shimmered like a reflection of the stars above. Devotees stood in silence, many in tears—some from joy, some from gratitude, and some in quiet realization that though the Kumbh ends, its essence lives on eternally.
Packing up our belongings was not easy—memories folded gently into bags, emotions tucked carefully into hearts. And amidst it all, we heard a serene voice of an old sadhu nearby, smiling through his long beard:
“Kumbh chala gaya, lekin bhagwan yahaan hamesha hain.”
(The Kumbh may have ended, but the Divine remains.)
The next morning, as we began our journey back.