Who should know but I ? Whither goest thou ? ' ` Toward Kashi -LSB- Benares -RSB- . ' ` There are no Gods there . I have proved them . I go to Prayag -LSB- Allahabad -RSB- for the fifth time -- seeking the Road to Enlightenment . Of what faith art thou ? ' ' I too am a Seeker , ' said Kim , using one of the lama 's pet words . ` Though ' -- he forgot his Northern dress for the moment -- ` though Allah alone knoweth what I seek . ' The old fellow slipped the bairagi 's crutch under his armpit and sat down on a patch of ruddy leopard 's skin as Kim rose at the call for the Benares train . ` Go in hope , little brother , ' he said . ` It is a long road to the feet of the One ; but thither do we all travel . ' Kim did not feel so lonely after this , and ere he had sat out twenty miles in the crowded compartment , was cheering his neighbours with a string of most wonderful yarns about his own and his master 's magical gifts . Benares struck him as a peculiarly filthy city , though it was pleasant to find how his cloth was respected . At least one-third of the population prays eternally to some group or other of the many million deities , and so reveres every sort of holy man . Kim was guided to the Temple of the Tirthankars , about a mile outside the city , near Sarnath , by a chance-met Punjabi farmer -- a Kamboh from Jullundur-way who had appealed in vain to every God of his homestead to cure his small son , and was trying Benares as a last resort . ` Thou art from the North ? ' he asked , shouldering through the press of the narrow , stinking streets much like his own pet bull at home . ` Ay , I know the Punjab . My mother was a pahareen , but my father came from Amritzar -- by Jandiala , ' said Kim , oiling his ready tongue for the needs of the Road .
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Amritzar Ay Enlightenment Jandiala Kim Prayag Punjab bairagi lama one-third