A message across the Eons

Today I was a part of an ancient religious ritual with my father. He knows that both of us not doing the done thing. My father and I reduced a ritual that normally takes about 3 to 4 hours to 15 minutes. We were in some sense clinging to the bare vestiges of a religion we are associated with but not necessarily practitioners.

But even in those 15 minutes of religious chanting, I was stuck by the fact that all these complicated rituals and mantras were handed down over so many thousand of years. What is the origin of these words strung together? Surely it seems impossible for one person to write it. Sometimes it is amazing to think you are sitting in the land that literally has millions of forefathers! And as part of the ritual you actually convey your salutations to them.

The 15 minutes of chanting today have left a mark in me for the first time. Another journey?