We wandered to the wrestling training ground, but arrived after practice had ended. One very friendly wrestler didn’t want us to walk away disappointed, so he showed off some of the training that they do.
I was impressed by the ease with which he controlled the giant cement weight at the end of the wooden pole, or the giant heavy wooden pins that he swung around.
It seemed that every exercise worked on not only brute strength, but also flexibility, and strength at the extreme ends of flexibility.
Traditional Indian wrestling, or kushti, is staying alive in places like Varanasi, although I’m not sure it has the following that it used to.