The journey so far: Part 1
The next morning we woke up to an amazing weather. I think it was nature’s way of telling us to go out there and enjoy. The weather and an upbeat mood in general saw L and I get ready in minutes. I mean, you’ll know the significance of minutes if you are a husband/boyfriend and have waited for your girlfriend/wife to get ready for a party. You’ll also know how champion-like it is to achieve this task in minutes, if you are a lady yourself.
Well, there wasn’t much getting ready anyways – just pull up something comfy and heading out. We had one helluva amazing breakfast. No, no pics sorry. I don’t click buffet breakfasts. I am busy soaking in on the sights. I mean, who does? With all that food infront you and with you secretly wondering whether the watermelon will last by the time you are done wtih your 4 course spread and whether the service will replace fresh watermelon, is enough to make you leave your camera in the room and just hurry down. We poured and literally gaffed down a great many glasses with juices in amazing hues – healthy greenish guava, enticing orange, refreshing lime and the ever-soothing watermelon and oh yes! the kingly mango. Wholemeal bread, tarts, muffins, raisin rolls, baked beans, stuffed potato peels, hashbrowms and the uncountable jams and cereals– Aren’t you just glad to be alive?
We then left for our day but not before washing all of that down with some amazing coffee. I don’t understand where I get all that apetite from. I sometimes wonder whether one day all of this will show (not that it isn’t already) and I will end up like one big balloon – the kinds you get in exhibitions. Not that it scares me or deters me from piling up on my plate, though. Ek hi toh zindagi hai yaar.
We hired an SUV and embarked on our journey to —–
This place was on our to-see list because it housed so many delights that really appealed to our senses. I did not imagine that I would get to see such heavenly spots here. The entrance looks like the entrance to any park or a trek path but in actuality, this turned out to be way more than that.
We first entered the mangrove. There were a series of steps escalating and leading us to different shelters with notice boards that spoke of the trees. We could hear the monkeys chatter in the woods and we sometimes had to clap our hands to keep them away from indulging themselves at our expense, when we walked amidst dense bushes.
K and I love catching tit-bits like these. There is a lot of emphasis there on growing trees with strong roots and how much can be done to alleviate the extent of damage caused by natural disasters, especially tsunami.
As we walked further, the tress got less dense and we could see a bridge.
This bridge leads upto small vessels and you can see a fleet of small ships there.
As we walked along further, they had made little wooden benches, under the trees and overlooking the pristine beach. I just cried. Tears welled up before I knew it. So much beauty and such a perfect spot to just spend days writing poems, mulling over looped thoughts and being carefree – that’s all I could think of.
And that very moment I decided that I will come back. I will come back someday and that I will save money to travel. I realized that’s what makes people quote “I want to travel the world” and that’s why it is such a coveted dream of every second individual I meet.
And then K clicked this when I was totally unaware and so it is a precious snap. I have no idea how long I will let it stay here. I am not comfy posting photos yet. For now, I will let it be.
It is an absolutely carefree, non-populated and pollution-free beach. I expected it to be brimming with tourists – but no! I could see the transparent gravel and could just sleep off on the sand and let the gentle waves nudge at me lovingly. I became all ooooh and aaaah and so poetic. I even gazed at K with such wanderlust in my eyes that he smiled knowingly and didn’t forget to dash back a “I knew you’d love it” look.
I never knew I would like beaches so much. I am a very mountain person. Maybe because the few beaches that I had been to were crowded and brimming with tourists? I don’t know.
Don’t these photos remind you of those heavenly sights you saw in movies? It even reminded me of Kaho Na Pyar Hai where Hrithik and Amisha get stranded on the island. When I said this to K, he laughed and patted on my head making me feel like a bunny. God!!!!!!!!!
I also spent a while on this exotic swing. It looked like this was just what the place needed – a swing!
Tell me – No matter what super fluffy cushion you have on your swing at home, no matter how precious a beanbag, a log of wood amidst the woods and with Lord Pennyson’s water water everywhere – isn’t that the definition for a perfect spot in all times?
As I sit back and reminisce about the swing and as my heart leaps in joy and gratitude to be born, I leave you all here only to return with more tales from Penang !
P.S. These photos are really close to my heart because of several reasons and the most important being K may have clicked a lot of them. I really will be very happy if any reader just so much as informs me before using them. Thanks much 🙂