तिरुपति (Tirupati)🔆
With a heart still filled by the serene valleys of Srisailam, my next destination was Tirupati.
A place where devotion flows like an ocean, and every devotee becomes part of its waves. Tirupati is not just a city—it is one of the greatest confluences of faith. The hill on which Tirumala rests is known as the Seshachalam Hills, and it is here that the world-famous
Sri Venkateswara Swamy Temple
stands—counted among the most visited and wealthiest temples on earth.
The Ascent to Tirumala (तिरुमला की चढ़ाई पहले)🔆
The journey began overnight. There was some fatigue, but the excitement outweighed it by far. Stepping out of the station, the first thing I noticed was movement everywhere—people rushing towards ticket counters, asking about buses, or hurrying to join queues. Everyone seemed driven by a single purpose:
to reach Tirumala and seek darshan.
Near the station, I found a small yet clean room. After a quick bath and getting ready, I collected my ticket and headed towards the official temple bus service. As the bus began its climb along the ghat road, the true beauty of the journey unfolded.
From the window, Tirupati city stretched far below. With every rise in altitude, the city appeared smaller, and it felt as though I was slowly leaving behind worldly chaos and stepping into a realm of peace.
And then -
Lights glowing on mountain peaks, a gentle layer of clouds, and a sacred stillness in the air…
Honestly, the sun had never looked as beautiful as it did that morning.
There are multiple darshan options here—Free Darshan, Sarva Darshan, Special Entry Darshan (₹300), and Divya Darshan for pilgrims who walk up the hill. Yet the crowd is so immense that even with a ticket, waiting for 6–10 hours is completely normal. Because here, time does not move—devotion does.
First Glimpse of Tirumala (तिरुमला पहुँचते ही पहला दृश्य)🔆
Like thousands of others, I joined the line. Initially, I thought the ₹300 Special Entry might save time—but here, a ticket grants entry, not speed.
Hours passed. The line moved slowly, inch by inch. Standing for long hours, sometimes advancing, sometimes stopping—time itself seemed to walk on tired feet.
Occasionally, chants of “Govinda Govinda” echoed through the corridors. At times, someone began a bhajan, and hundreds of voices merged into one. There was exhaustion, aching legs—but also a strange calm within. As if waiting itself was part of the worship.
After nearly eight hours, a golden glow appeared beyond the veil—and believe me, in that very moment, all the fatigue vanished.
That Moment (वह क्षण)🔆
As I entered the sanctum, there stood the divine form of Lord Venkateswara—
Sacred ash,
A golden crown,
Garlands of flowers,
The glow of countless lamps—
It felt as though nothing in the world could be more beautiful.
The moment lasted only a few seconds—but within me, time stood still. The mind emptied, eyes grew moist, and an indescribable peace took over.
Many say, “You barely get time to see the idol.”
Laddu Prasad & Annadanam (लड्डू प्रसाद ओर अन्नदानम)🔆
After collecting the famous laddu prasad, I went for Annadanam (free meal) within the temple premises. The queue was long, but the spirit of service made the wait pleasant. Sitting down, a simple yet fragrant meal was served—
Hot rice, dal, sambar, vegetables, papad, and finally sweet payasam.
Every bite felt infused with devotion. Looking around, I noticed—people eating like kings, volunteers serving not like workers, but like family. Here, there is no hierarchy—
Everyone is equal, everyone is a guest of God.
Temple Space (मंदिर परिसर)🔆
After the meal, I walked slowly through the temple complex. Tall lamp towers, golden gateways, gleaming marble floors, the gentle sound of bells, rhythmic Vedic chants—despite the crowd, the atmosphere remained calm. A sea of devotion, yet its waves were gentle.Outside the sanctum, another moving sight awaited—devotees carrying oil lamps in their hands, walking towards the shrine with unwavering faith. The flickering flame seemed to symbolize their belief, glowing brighter with every step.
Near the main entrance stood two majestic elephants, their foreheads adorned with sandalwood paste and garlands around their necks—as if divine gatekeepers welcoming every soul. Their deep calls echoed through the air, blessing devotees even before they entered.
At that moment, a light drizzle began. Raindrops fell, clothes grew wet, yet no one stopped—
The clouds poured, but faith did not falter.
Descending the Hills (पहाड़ों से वापसी) 🔆
While descending from Tirumala, the roads were the same, the trees were the same, the air was the same— but I was changed.
The body felt tired, steps were slow, yet within me flowed a gentle current of peace. It felt as though the Lord whispered softly—
Darshan is not just seeing. It is experiencing. This peace is yours now—carry it with you.
The long wait, the crowd, the exhaustion—all faded away. That single divine moment outweighed the entire journey. There was a smile on my face, a glow in my eyes. Because though I was returning—
a part of me had stayed back there.
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