Digha Diaries

"Why you are heading for Digha? Its not good place for tourists. Only beaches and nothing else."said the Man in early fifties to me and Abhiket when we inquired to him about places we should go in Digha. "Thats the only thing I for which I am heading there."I whispered to Abhiket. It transcended me to my evergreen memories of beaches in Chennai.

Wait before I write further about my journey.Let me tell about 4 of us-Abhiket,Abhinav,Ritesh and me.(later in my writing I will refer all as 4).Abhiket planned the whole journey (he has already planned a few more!!!).He is the most enthusiastic about going anywhere. Abhinav who had just last week came from Goa made no excuses and was ready from word go. Ritesh was in winter to do project with us also succumbed to their pressure. I am not easy nut to waste my money in anything. I would have told them that I had to go home. But its was that call which insisted me t go forward.Earlier many times due several times we had called off this tour due to several reasons. But after spending nearly a fortnight together for our project. We got bored and renewed our plans.

We woke up early and caught up the bus. This was for the first time we went to bus terminus at espalanade. This terminus is in hazardous state. How can you dream of such a pathetic condition at the heart of a metropolis. We bought some berries, that tasted so bad. Bus started little bit and it was smooth ride. Listening ipod and crossing vidyasagar setu has its own charm. It was very much relaxing as soon as we were outskirt of city. Sometime we felt uncomfortable with ac on and off in this kind of awkward weather in December.
At first we had a short stop behind a "Playing Cricket." Now I am going to be little interactive. Show you the pictures and describe them a little.


This was at Reliance Petrol Pump, where the bus stopped for a short break.


We went from Digha to Mandar Moni through a cab and it was the most serene place. It was so serene and peaceful that we almost felt lost. Red craps coming out of the sand.


We played with water a lot and enjoyed viewing the sea.


It was there I felt to realize myself. It was mystic feeling. We were tired earlier but as soon as we entered into water all lost our tiredness, aroused soothing feeling like never before.


This us all while returning again to Digha we went to another beach, where i bought conch.

We had a light dinner and went to sleep early. i woke up early and went to Digha beach with Ritesh. It was a cold morning. Fresh air had generated a nice cooling sensation. It was my second visit to any beach, it flashed my memories of Chennai. After the breakfast we caught the bus to Kolkata. We returned listening local oriya video albums.

The Impressions

One step closure..another step...attraction.I felt mesmerizing.It was one of the beautiful moments of my life.
Last summer one rare opportunity came, I got chance to visit Chennai. Until then I had never had this feeling.The day started with fine breakfast we packed our lenses (it was my mobile). Completely ignoring what was going to happen.
Got a window seat on the luxurious semi deluxe bus.As we were hurling towards the east coast road. I felt the calling. It was intolerable. Got the first glimpse...but It was blurred...
Our first stop was Mattakadu. A boat ride on backwater was the soup for serve. The doldrums ended with a sudden turn. It was nicest jerk I had ever felt.We in midst of water and enjoying the soothing cold wind blowing.
Our next stop was Balaji Temple. It was where I first saw a illustration of South Indian Art. We prayed to lord. Definitely the South Indian style of worship was different. Boys where encircling the holy shrine praying for beautiful wives.
Cornering all we headed for Mamallapuram. It was tourist hot spot as I felt when I landed there.We saw the light house and headed in that direction. It was on hill. We climbed on the stairs.But definitely still I heard a persistent call. As we where on the top and climbing from on rock to other."Son,watch your step."I felt nervous as soon as I saw downward. Everyone slided down but preferred to climb down the stairs.
We had a long photo sessions and enjoyed every rock art. It was amazing to find that goats can climb such high with ease.
Soothing wind whispered as we headed to Shore temple.
My vision was now clear. The call was clear and loud. I have to go. Extending its arm calling me.I can not resist it now.
I ran the last distance. At first I was hesitant.But the whitish feathers stretching in all direction.It was most romantic moment of my life.It was like that I found may lost love.
I ran down loosing all my sense.
It was cool and all my pain and tension eased out as soon as it touched me.When the wave returned I felt that I was going down in lost but wonderland. As soon as sand slided down my foot I become numb.

My passion reached its pinnacle. I was soon soaked and fell in sea water several time. Every thing was wait but I can not leave it.
Even now I cherish every moment of it. This was my first encounter with sea.

Steps

Is it not fanatsy how the world has evolved in such small span of years.we heard stories how pigeons were used to carry message.personally in my childhood the common mode for message transfer was that persons travelled and shared their experiences and told the conditiond of everybody in their family and villages.Then they were treated as gods."atithi devo bhava".personally when Iwere kid and ill my mother carried me through by train to doctor.Now we hear about telemedicine.sounds dreaming.

Second phase came to my day dreaming life came in my school.when i used write letters on 5 paise post card and first year that is in class v hardly any of my letter especially first 5 months reached my home,as it was my first outing,it contained complaints my roommates,food,discipline life.Quickly I learnt the way to cope there,surprisingly I was the best disciplined boy there.in the first bhavan rating(discipline rating) I got 6 but from second II I got 9.I would like to add more things even our envelopes and inlands where scanned.we at that time thought it was bad.but now I think it was good.by this we were not disturbing our parents but learning to cope ourselves and now we master of all in handling our matters.

3rd phase came in class vii, actually in our vidyalaya we had system of visiting ours on 2nd and 4th sundays, when paresnts can come to meet chidren from 2 pm to 5 pm.Firstly I was oustation student,I hated this system,but soon it was most adorable time we had.We usd to paly cricket or table tennis at that time.We enjoyed it very much.now coming back to the topic,we were given oppurtunity that our parents can call us between that time in school,we used to give the time to parents when to call,but waiting was most boring.we felt sooner the call come and we go to play.This was the advent of telephone.ii first used pco in class x when we had to asked to get permission to appear for NTSE.Again when we were in class x giving madhaymik exam,I used to call home from local pco which was in college.

I got my first desktop in class 12,used a dail up network after 11 pm as at that time was cheapest.This was advent of email in my life.life was never the same again.But it was starting of proxy world.

I got my mobile in college.it sometime fantastic,sometime i think life was quite cool when i had no mobile in my school.

Now I cannot imagine my life without my laptop and gprs connection,even broadband.

Now with advent of 3G other modern tools like ipaq life is going to limited in a nutshell,but definitely life is possible even without these gadgets.

WHERE TO START FROM?

"If you really want something in life you have to work for it. Now quiet, they're about to announce the lottery numbers."

These words sounds hilarious but reflects our persona. We have heard saw movies ,articles,biographies about the recipes how to make a great man. Myself greatly influenced by these story and wanted to be one of them, I idolize them and try to follow their steps,but suddenly I find a better rather shortcut to achieve what they achieved in so many hours of hard work,there is my limit I think this is case with so many people. We blame lack of time,poor health,pressure, ultimately it reflects in our character that is what we hate.
Movies like "Cinderella Man", where Braddock fails,but fights all its injuries and finally crown to the top.In "A Beautiful mind" Prof. Nash fights with all his imaginations and let his door open for keen students.
But the big question still there can we become another Ambani,Mittal? Are still such opportunities to grab?Where from they got such faith on themselves or it was sheer luck that they struck upon?
In this world of nepotism,red tapism how to get that oppurtunity? Did we need a godfather to help us? Can you all please help me!

Lets make life simple

Emotions and echoes has swallowed whole world. Pride and anger prevails in realm world. don't you think from core of your heart as the famous quote which i often got in my report card from my headmaster "it should have been better" . Life is best learnt from tragedy.I do not mean life should full of depressions. But inner feelings are automatically get reflected in outer prospect. Do not get sentimental or too exaggerate about something non reclusive. This world is full of attractive things. Do not get off the track. Behold your heart and follow the world with your might.ITS gotta be beautiful.Do not jump on any conclusion.You must be dreamer.Do not show your anger and depression.Do not try to prove you are doing something special to someone.As time will show that you were just impulsive at that moment.
Thanks for having such a wonderful patience. This is the essence of all the preaching which I heard during my school days.hope you will post nice comments.KEEP VISITING ME.