Every day, 30 000 meals are served endlessly to pilgrims, who are sat in long rows while volunteers walk up and down the aisles serving lentils, pickle and chapatis from stainless steel pails until you are stuffed. Didn’t feel right to me, that a rich westerner like myself should be being fed by these people, but they were happy that we were there. (Left to right) Lilie, Julie and Kaya.