For some reason, I found writing about Benares difficult and kept thinking if only Ravi were here he would help me. Fretting over my writer’s block, I went to his collection of books on India and browsed, looking for I did not know what. We had hauled these books, along with hundreds and hundreds, thousands, of others, with us from one home to another, across countries and continents. Two he had brought from India in 1951, one by Jawaharlal Nehru, The Discovery of India, 1946, with the price paid, 11 rupees, and Ravi’s tiny signature on the page inside the cover, and the other The Armies of India, Painted by Major A C Lovett, Text by Major GF MacMunn DSO, London 1911, with beautifully painted pictures of soldiers and their uniforms. The surprise for me was finding Diana L. Eck’s Banaras, City of Light, 1983. Ravi had written his name inside the cover, as he always did, in the upper right-hand corner, and knowing his handwriting, I would say it was from his last years. This and the three bookmarks suggest he was reading and thinking about his past.
Eck begins Chapter 8, titled City of the Good Life, “There is a special spirit among people who call themselves Banarsis, whether they are rickshaw-pullers, merchants in the market, or old aristocracy. They call it masti (joie de vivre), mauj (delight, festivity), and phakkarpan (carefreeness). … It is the enjoyment of life without ostentation. … … It is an ambience of urbanity, good living, and culture, all of which comes to be synonymous with the word Banarsi.” Chapter 9 is titled City of Death and Liberation. In both chapters Eck elaborates on the enormously complex concepts of Hinduism and relates them to the physical Benares, to the Zones of the Sacred City.
This is daunting. I acquire information about Benares, trying to see it through Ravi’s eyes, as with the other two cities, Bangalore and Bombay, where he spent his childhood, and instead discover that Benares is not a city like other cities. Every thing, every part of Benares is suffused with meaning, symbolic of a sacred person or event in the Hindu past; Benares must be regarded, like Jerusalem and Mecca, differently from other cities. Nevertheless, I want to know how child Ravi saw Benares. He was old enough, thirteen, before the family left for Bombay to have walked in the city. Given his preferences when we traveled, he for a café to sit and read the guidebook and I for the casbah shops and oddities, I suspect the narrow streets of Benares were places he tolerated rather than enjoyed. I doubt that he went often to the ghats. His grandmother did, and participated in rituals lead by the Brahmins. Perhaps a servant accompanied her, but not Ravi. Activities in temples and on the streets did not appeal to him as an adult; they would hardly have appealed to him as a teenager. He had been taught little to nothing of Hinduism in the home and his formal education took place in English medium schools. Still, Benares was an expression of his culture. He need not have believed the religious stories literally for the underlying messages to resonate with him. He occasionally said things to me I thought odd, such as telling me I should live in the moment. I thought I did but must have in a way that he felt was missing a certain indefinable something. I wonder how he would have expressed the thought in Hindi.
So, here I am, reading and thinking about Benares. I feel Ravi in the room, just out of sight. He was used to my research projects, in the States, in Somalia, in Turkey, my studying an ethnic community in another part of the city. Later, with the children grown and my doing consultancies in health care, I was off to other countries. He accepted this. He took his vacation time to come with me for a while when I worked in India, in Turkey, in the States. He could not manage to visit me in Indonesia but had hoped to travel there one day to see where I had been. I can imagine him now watching patiently while I explore Benares. This time, though, he could have explained things for me. I am feeling lonely.
What do I want to know about Benares? – A simple picture of the city – the economic base, residences, streets, markets, transportation, education. With one exception, I could find nothing about how the city was governed.
I cannot even begin to outline the history of Benares; it is too ancient and too complex. For a quick summary see.
My first thought on seeing pictures of the city ghats was that they must have resulted from long occupancy of the site. Until quite recent centuries a city, a dense urban settlement, rose through time above the level of the land around it. Were the Benares ghat steps built to reach the present high level of a city that was originally not much higher than the land at the shore of the river? And how can such an ancient city still be in that location? Ancient cities beside a river, and most began riverside, have been either lost to inundation or isolated onto dry land as the river inevitably shifted course through time.
I searched and discovered here that “… The nature and the character of the banks of the Ganga river has made the position of Varanasi so stable and enviable that it is among the few cities of the world which show little shifting in its site. The city proper is built on a high ridge of kankar (lime concretion) that forms the left bank of the Ganga for a distance of 5km, being quite above normal flood level. But it does flood. In the past there were small rivers and ponds between the Varuna and the Ganges. …” (the limestone, “kankar”, contains clay and hardens with water into cement.) The steps and the city’s present height above the river result from a combination of the site’s permanent base plus the more usual effects of a city’s long occupancy in one location. I discussed this usual process in another context, when writing about the history of Paris. See here.
Contemporary Benares
I also wondered why Benares has no traces of a city wall from the past. (City walls fascinate me. I’ve written about this, especially for Paris, here.) Many Indian cities had forts and were walled. In the 1840s, James Kennedy, a minister of the London Missionary Society based in the cantonment, lived in Benares and traveled in the countryside with his family, mostly as a diversion, as something interesting for them to do. He noted that farmers in the area surrounded their villages with tamped earth walls for protection against thieves and bands of armed men. (I prefer “tamped earth wall” to “mud wall,” his phrase, because tamped earth realistically represents the process of building and maintaining a wall.) Ancient Benares, capital of the mighty Kashi kingdom in the 8th to the 6th centuries BCE, was, according to legend, surrounded by a wall. The city sat high above the rivers, on the Raj Ghat Plateau where the Varana River flows into the Ganges. Archeological excavations there revealed evidence of a 9th century BCE city wall. By the end of the 12th century CE, Muslim invaders had destroyed all traces of a wall. However, the Raj Ghat plateau is known as the Raj Ghat Fort because at the time of the Indian Rebellion in 1857 it was, indeed, heavily fortified. Today’s walled Ramnagar Fort across the Ganges is the Maharaja’s residence.
Beginning in the 1200s, armies of the Delhi-based Muslim Sultanates periodically razed Benares. Its temples were destroyed and mosques were built. Emperor Akbar and his son Jahangir in the mid 1500s promoted religious harmony but under Aurangzeb (1618 -1707) Benares’ temples were definitively leveled. Quoting from City of Light: “During the 18th century, Banares had to be substantially rebuilt. The city which had sheltered the rebel Maharata hero, Shivaji, in his challenge to Mughal power, now became the recipient of the gratitude, the wealth and the energy of the Maharatas. … Temples were rebuilt and ghats were constructed. … Lakes, ponds and streams were drained. … The Deshashvamedha-Luxa road was built running west from the river toward the cantonment railway station. … The north-south artery called Chauk cleared through the business district.” The Marathata builders continued the Mughal architectural style, influenced by earlier styles from other regions of India.
Dusaswumedh Ghat by James Prinsep 1834
Deshashvamedha Ghat is the main ghat. James Prinsep was a talented artist and architect. In his drawings he preserved much of the history of Benares and he contributed to urban planning in both Benares and Calcutta.
The great mosque at Panchaganga Ghat, as drawn from the north near Trilochana Ghat by Captain Robert Elliot, Views in India, 1853
We have a copy of this drawing framed and hanging on the staircase wall of our house. I bought it decades ago in a Paris shop of antique maps and prints. It shows the gate across a road into Benares, and the remnants of a wall. One of the two men standing together is armed. He is (I think) wearing a fez, carrying a shield and holding a spear, most likely a policeman or a guard at the gate. The other man has something with him. A musket? It occurred to me, because of his hat, that he might be a sailor. Is the man sitting on the seawall smoking a hookah? A woman is approaching the gate, carrying something on her head. The boats on the river — Boatsmen kept their boats nearby, at Raj Ghat, to take people up the river and ferry them across the river. Reverend Kennedy wrote that sailing the Ganges took great skill and knowledge of the river.
The Trilochana Ghat was about where the Prahlad Ghat is on the map above.
Benares in 1859, by J. Schroeder
The drawing of British families on an outing is another view of the same road. From Rev. Kennedy’s essays I gather that British families came from Calcutta to Benares by boat to the Raj Ghat plateau, a forested and open area, and proceeded from there to the cantonment, where they lived. This part of Benares would have been most to their liking. The men at the seawall may be sailors and we see a second scantily dressed dark-skinned man.
The road has to be the Grand Trunk Road at the point where it comes to the Ganges and boats ferried traffic across to the road at the other quay. On the map above it is the Grand Trunk and Rajghat Road. I write about the Grand Trunk Road here. The railway later followed the course of the Road.
The river and boats in a festival 1880s
For sheer curiosity about the past – This shows Benares before the railroad replaced the river as the region’s great highway; ships and boats were the primary means for transporting goods and travelers. In pre-industrial cities, major buildings and houses of the elite were built at the river, fronting on the river. Usually, temples/churches/mosques were located in the interior, perhaps for protection. An enemy invader was certain to destroy the conquered people’s religious symbols.
I scanned in the picture Diane Eck has in her book of the Panchaganga Ghat on the full moon day of Karttika. It shows housing at the river and an enormous number of people engaged in joyful worship. In this case, “sky lamps” are hung in the evening in little wicker baskets on the tops of tall bamboo poles.
For more pictures of the residential architecture –The Ganges bank here is privately owned and densely built-up; access points are few.
Man Mandir Ghat, Maharaja of Jaipur, Rajput architecture
from the Maharaja’s palace
From Rev. Kennedy’s accounts of Benares —
“Benares is a great commercial as well as religious city. If it ceased to be Hindu, we cannot suppose its commerce would be paralyzed; but as a considerable part of its ordinary trade is dependent on the thousands of pilgrims who resort to it, on the money they expend on food, on gifts to the priests, and on the purchase of articles exposed for sale, great loss would be in the first place incurred. The many artisans now employed in making images of stone and brass would find no purchasers for their goods. In addition to the pecuniary loss which directly and indirectly would fall on all classes, the whole community would feel the glory of Kasee, the Splendid City, had departed, when, stripped of its sacredness, crowds of pilgrims no longer filled its streets, frequented its temples, or bathed at its ghats.”
And —
“The city has two great squares, occupied as market-places, in which goods of every description are exhibited and sold in the Eastern fashion. They present a stirring scene of an afternoon, which is the principal time of business.” I wonder if Ravi’s mother shopped in Benares. Surely, she went to cloth market.
Rev. Kennedy gave us information from a census the British took. They counted 16,023 masonry houses, and 21,551 houses of tamped earth or sun-dried bricks. “I do not wonder at the disappointment felt by some who have been much impressed with the front view of the city, and have then traversed its streets.” He described a typical house, having a flat roof, with small, low rooms entering from one into another and a veranda extending along its front. The best houses would have a view of the river.
Continuing with Rev. Kennedy’s description — The city extended inland about a mile.
A view of the Benares rooftops
The streets behind the ghats were long and narrow, with lofty stone houses on either side. The buildings were of hewn stone and substantial. Each had a narrow doorway opening into a quadrangle around which were apartments for the inhabitants.
Jukaso Hotel, a quadrange in the traditional style
The streets were too narrow for a vehicle and other conveyances passed each other with difficulty. Sun did not shine into the narrower streets and lanes. Where an owner had houses on both sides of the street, a bridge at the roof level linked them.
The Thurtheree Bazar by James Prinsept
Prinsep wrote: “…a street takes an oblique direction, which is indispensable, where cities are built on rivers deviating from their right line, it encounters a succession of projecting corners on either side, leaving spaces to be filled up with chubootras or raised seats; these are let out as stalls to vendors of trinkets, toys and confectionery.” The details of the buildings and people shown here are wonderful. The man on horseback has his servant carrying a flywhisk.
At the edge of the original Benares the streets were wider and the houses more humble. (In walled pre-industrial cities, poor people lived at the wall, at a distance from the central city, away from where the elite had their houses, but close enough to serve them.) Further inland, on open fields, wealthy families had mansions, each set in a garden but surrounded by streets of the poor.
In 1822 James Prinsep took a census of Benares for the East India Company. Benares had mehales, neighborhoods, with a policing system, the Phatekbandi. Phatek means gate. Prinsep reports that in earlier times the mehale gates were closed at night. Each mehale had a watchman who knew all the houses and circumstances of each family. Additionally, a mehale chumar entered each house at night to take away the trash and waste. Prinsep counted 30,000 houses in Benares, with a population of 180,000. For Secrole and the 16 villages in its vicinity the population was 20,000. Similar castes were grouped into a corporation with a headman, a Kotwal. He kept a list of each person and arranged for gifts at the festivals they held. The city had many Brahmin subcastes and the Kotwal of each kept a list of its Brahmins for the wealthy men who gave them alms.
A city needs a water source. We see in the film Aparajito that water was piped into the building. Historically, Benares had wells, streams flowing down through city and tanks where water was stored. The urban problem was drainage, not the supply of water.
What was the Benaresi lifestyle in the 1930s and early ’40s when Ravi’s family lived in the vicinity? Hints from the past, luxury and workplace —
The Maharaja’s Barge ca 1883
Ideally, houses were built around a courtyard. Craftsmen and artisan shops were located on the ground floor, at the street, and the families, or people renting rooms, lived above the shops. It is likely that this picture of a watchmaker and mechanic training his son in 1880 differed little from such a family fifty years later, in Papji’s lifetime.
On the road to Benares in the 1920s
This photograph, from an interesting blog, shows a mode of transport used by peasant farmers. I have never seen this sort of heavy wheel.
The saris of Benares are famous, incomparable in their beauty and quality. They are the best known Benarsi product, but I could find no paintings or drawings of the weavers, of their looms or their surroundings. (except for the poet, Kabir, shown in a drawing with a primitive loom. Incidentally, he was born Muslim.) I found almost nothing on other crafts, either, such as the metal workers whose brass vases and lamps were so popular in Britain, and nothing on the merchants who kept the economy moving.
Benares was a major center of education and of philosophy; of Ayurveda, the traditional medicine; of yoga and astrology.
Pandit Bapudeva Sastri_(1821-1900) teaching a class in astronomy
The Preacher by James Prinsep
Street scene in Benares 1953, by James Burke
In an article in the New York Review of Books, April 9, 1998, Pankaj Mishra wrote of his four months in Benares in 1988. He stayed “… in the old quarter, in a half-derelict house owned by a Brahmin musician who gave sitar lessons to German and American students. … and … was part of a world of old Benares that was still intact in the late Eighties, and of which the chess games in the alleys, the all-night concerts in temples, the dancing girls at elaborately formal weddings, the gently decadent pleasures of betel leaves and opium formed an essential component. In less than two years, most of this solid-seeming world was to vanish into thin air. The old city was to be scarred by a rash of fast-food outlets, video-game parlors, and boutiques, the most garish symbols of the entrepreneurial energies unleashed by the liberalization of the Indian economy, which would transform Benares in the way they had transformed other sleepy small towns across India.”
This brought to mind scenes and the music and dancing in Satyajit Ray’s great movie Jalsaghar/The Music Room, set in Bengal and filmed in the mid-1950s. Ustad Bismillah Khan, a famed musician from Benares and from a long line of court musicians, is in the movie. A review here.
Ravi’s family would have lived in one of the mansions Rev. Kennedy noted. It was outside the Old Town but part of the larger Benares. I wonder if the family servants were from the Old Town. Ravi told me that Ramsingh, the teenage boy servant the children loved, was a village boy, but we do not know that as a certainty. Next – on to the Cantonment, the other part of the larger Benares.
April 3, 2014
A note —
I discovered today online and continued reading for hours a wonderful book. It is authentic, written by a delightful individual:
Kumar, Nita. Friends, Brothers and Informants: Fieldwork Memoirs of Banaras. Berkeley: University of California Press, c1992 1992. http://ark.cdlib.org/ark:/13030/ft6x0nb4g3/
Nita Kumar writes brilliantly of her time doing an ethnosociological study of Banaras. I recalled my own fieldwork experience and recognized in her account so many of my views. Additionally, I saw Banaras through her eyes. Her farewell to her friends, brothers and informants had me in tears.
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