The Ganges has long captivated my soul. Over the years, I've written extensively about my deep affection for this sacred river. Hardly a year goes by without my visiting one of the many towns that line its banks. The Ganges has gifted me countless moments of joy, as well as experiences whose weight still lingers in my heart.
While the Ganges has always been a subject of deep fascination for me, I’m not here to write about my personal connection to the river. Instead, I want to share something about Sacred Waters by Stephen Alter. This book has been in my possession since April 2017, yet despite the river’s profound importance in my life, it took me eight years to finally open its pages.
My first encounter with Stephen Alter during the 2020 lockdown was a fascinating one. The first book I read by Stephen Alter was Feral Dreams, where he reimagines Mowgli’s story in a way that’s never been explored in animated films or other adaptations. In this version, Mowgli is raised by an elephant matriarch, the leader of a herd that lives in a wildlife sanctuary, which becomes his home.
Three years later, it was Stephen Alter who helped me break free from a long reading slump with his book Becoming A Mountain.
This year, as I was curating a list of books to kick off my reading journey, this book caught my eye from the bookshelf and gently nudged me to begin my new year’s reading with it.
In Sacred Waters, Stephen Alter embarks on the Char Dham Yatra in the Uttarakhand region (which was part of Uttar Pradesh at the time). It was 1999, and he chose to walk the ancient pilgrimage route, seeking out the primitive trail. Despite parts of the path being overgrown with wild vegetation, neglected, or even blasted to make way for more accessible motor roads, Alter remained steadfast in his decision to stick to the original route, avoiding the modern conveniences as much as possible.
What fascinated me most was Alter's decision to trek without a watch, a map, or a camera. He didn't rush or follow a rigid checklist; instead, he allowed himself the time to truly observe and immerse in nature’s untainted beauty, while also reflecting on the changes that the so-called development has brought over time in the form of destruction.
From the outset, he made it clear that his journey wasn't spiritual, but rather a deep exploration of the natural world and the profound faith people have in it. As he puts down,
"I would never claim to be a Hindu. Instead, I see myself as a pilgrim who does not follow the prescribed tenets of any particular faith, but seeks to find the subtle and mysterious connections between human experience, mythological narratives, and natural history."
And what I loved most was,
"If asked, I usually admit to being an atheist. At the same time, there is something in me that responds to the spiritual elements in nature. I can easily understand how the force of a river or the shape of a rock might be interpreted as something larger than itself. Ritual has always fascinated me and though I offer no allegiance to the deities and doctrines of any one religion, I cannot help but be intrigued by the gestures of different faiths."
Alter journeyed to several sources of the Ganges - Yamunotri (Yamuna), Gangotri (Bhagirathi), Kedarnath (Mandakini), and Badrinath (Alaknanda) being the main destinations. However, he didn’t restrict himself to just these four. Along the way, he ventured to various Kedars, Badris, and Prayags. His quest was not only for the landscapes, but for the stories, folklore, mythological tales, and facts that enriched the journey.
I had long ago decided never to write book reviews, preferring instead to simply feel and savour what I read. But I couldn’t help myself this time, as the book had been with me for the past three weeks, and I felt compelled to jot down my thoughts. Stephen Alter's Sacred Waters has been more than just a book; it’s a journey in itself, one that has deepened my connection with the Ganges and its spiritual significance. His words invite reflection, not only on the river but on the nature of pilgrimage, time, and transformation. It’s a beautiful reminder that some journeys are meant to be experienced slowly, with open eyes and a patient heart. All I can say is, "What a wonderful start to the year!"