Sunday, August 9, 2015

My idea of Solo-Travelling

Trekking in the Sayadri Range  (Maharastra)February 2015
Some times I think that what if I can go somewhere and only come back when I'm broke .
I, take cash with me while spending it my way (not luxuriously) & then say to myself if more of the  cash is required in something I love to do than ,I justify myself by by saying these words that I read somewhere---
 "you can always make money , but you can't  always make memories  "

My idea of travelling is Not :-

1.Good Luxurious hotel
2.Tourist Spots
3.Getting Indian Food
4.Definitely not Tour Packages .

My idea of travelling is cheap ,descent hotel , trekking which allows you to see the beauty of the place and give you a 1st hand experience of the country's culture,eating the local cuisine & if I run out of money I will depend on Oats that I always take from my home (enough to keep you in shape with enough requirements needed for your body) & I make my own Itinerary , which is not basically an itinerary as I like to make plans on the way , spontaneous  ...random . So throw you itinerary and go with the flow.If the country is situated near the ocean or sea ,I don't mind to explore deep inside a I got my Advance Scuba license that allows me anywhere in the Ocean to dive. Definitely for accommodation I would prefer for Tents to sleep under 5 million stars rather than a 5 star  hotel and if that not possible then preferably home-stay .If the period of my stay is a long one then I would love to volunteer for NGOs ,some of them provides lodging & fooding for free.

You know what, it totally depends upon you whether you spend INR7000/- for a week in a place or just half of it .Its totally upto your approach to travelling .Yes , sometimes you can give a treat to yourself to stay at a luxurious hotel after a tough trek or a diving course.

Its not about the Money its about the experience & I say if you go to a place , take more time, explore , "live " the place .

Don't just go there , hop all the tourist spots and get back home .

Try to change your approach towards Travelling .I say "live it"
Try to go solo , there is an addiction I swear you will love it !
If you are flexible --- you will enjoy it..

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My Nepal Earthquake Experience & Solo travel to Havelock (Andamans & Nicobar Islands) Experience in my Blog

Friday, August 7, 2015

We came, we saw, we survived!!

The day was delightful for us as we felt like celebrities when we left for the trek from Namche to Deboche, we were being filmed by a German-based crew. They were making a documentary movie based on Sherpa culture of Nepal and Jamling sir was one of their main attractions whom they bumped on suddenly the day before on his natal day. I guess you all know who Jamling sir is, the famous son of “the Tiger of the Snow” Tenzing Norgay .
They filmed us from the beginning of the trek and finally bid us adieu promising us to meet again at Mt. Everest base camp. We started happily taking few breaks, the elevation was high and we had small problems with the breathing, we crossed some breathless view along with a suspension bridge with lots of yaks in front of us but eventually reached the rest point in Khumjung where we hold the lunch for the daytime. But through all the way we experience snowfall but later it was raining and foggy. 10 of us with our sir were waiting inside the “Sherpa hut” for the lunch & suddenly the place started to shake. The shake was of a long one and was not about to stop. We had nowhere to run as we were in the banks of Inja khola (river in Nepalese), surrounded by mountains. We rushed out of the hut. It was sheer luck that rocks and boulders in the surrounding mountain didn’t come down. In a matter of few seconds, the nearby hut was in rumbles and after a pause the wall of our hut fell down as well. All our girls were numb, I was wondering that maybe the earthquake was in the mountains so the seismic disturbance was felt of high intensity & beside I didn’t mind the rubbles as it was made of stone and clay with a wooden roof so it will definitely come down. We got inside to have our lunch. It was amazing how the owner of the shop reacted calmly & still served us the tasty lunch. We relished the lunch, one of our fellow mates commented “earthquake best serve with lunch”. We had rice, dal, veggies and a nice pickle. I really cherish the veggies; it was so fresh and so tasty. We were about done when we got another shake. This time the Nepalese people were really scared & they started praying to the mountains goodness. This time it was  a strong. Our sir tried calling from his satellite phone, but it didn’t work out. As we were out in the mountains, we were all astonished, suddenly the earthquake happened, nobody knew the intensity and where the epicenter was, but we all felt it and knew that it was really bad. Along with us and Sir, we had along with us 4 Sherpas and 4 porters. These 4 porters were far ahead of us with our luggage. Sir gave us a green signal and we proceeded for our trek towards Deboche. We all girls were working for today’s trek as we would pass the famous Tengboche Monastery enroute Debouche where Edmund Hillary and Tenzing Norgay offered prayers & took blessings from the high lama while going to summit the Unknown in 1953 .We have heard that the prayers that is chanted there are so powerful that one gets mesmerized by it .They say that Everest beer is also offered there.

While on the trek we met fellow travelers with whom we exchanged information regarding the quake & being clueless about what was going on. We pass through beautiful forest full of rhododendrons peeping from here and there. Our sir told us to keep close while walking and to be alert; if we sense a rock fall we should bend down. We saw some of the cracks in the pathway & finally at one point sir’s satellite phone got connected and we were informed that the epicenter was in between Kathmandu & Pokran with a 7.9 ritcher scale.

As we reached the Tengboche Monastery, it was already closed. We examined the damages over there and once more we felt two aftershocks. The structures there were all loosely built with stones and clay is laid over it. We started out our phone connections, I attempted to contact my parents, but it was not reachable. We sensed the seriousness of the earthquake only after reaching Tengboche. The upper parts of the Monastery were visibly damaged. There were more structures in and around the monastery which were also badly damaged. Our next destination which was 10mins down in the valley near the river was also damaged so, sir took the decision that we will stay here tonight as it was the safest place as for now, we will get the information regarding to move ahead or not from the trekkers that will come from base camp. We proceeded to check for lodges there, in one lodge we found the there were boulders on the bed and later we decided for a lodge made of plywood, it was more dependable. During that time, the 1st and foremost priority was our safety. It was in the dining hall of the lodge were we received information regarding the earthquake, as here the trekkers came for rest after trekking from base camp and other nearby regions. These people, whom we met, had all 1st hand experience of the earthquake. In the altitude there we were in, we didn’t have access to television nor proper phone connection just the satellite phone and the passing people. We heard that Lukla, Namche, Pheriche were thoroughly damaged and there was an avalanche in the base camp. We were given 24 to 48 hours to be alert.

 Finally, we girls went outside to search network and call our respective families. It was going to be dark & finding network in -5 degrees Celsius was a struggle and above it, there was snowfall. Finally we got the line and told the parents that we were safe. My father was relaxed after hearing my voice, as in television, the scenes that were depicted was horrible about which we had no idea about.

When we came back to our lodge we got to know that one of our Sherpa Dzonbo’s houses in Thame was destroyed and he have to leave us and get back home. We girls collected some money and gave for his aid. At first he hesitates to take it,but we insisted .Language was the barrier for us and the Sherpas. They were learning English. Angputti was one of the intelligent among them as she can speak little English and little Hindi. Mingma was the cute one .Mingma and Aungputti were cousins. Bikas was almost fluent in Hindi in compare with the others. Apart from the Sherpas being simple, honest & hardworking they are selfless and very sweet & definitely the unsung heroes.

Today we realized the significance of what sir told us while we were boarding flight from Katmandu to Lukla (the place from where we started our trek) .He said “throw away your itinerary as nothing here happens by plan”. I think the same goes for life too.

That night after dinner and chatting among ourselves, we were about to sleep when another earthquake came and we rushed outside. Our sir already told us to pack the essentials in our backpack. So that if we fall asleep and earthquake comes then we get the backpack and run.

The next morning the weather was little clear & the whole areas was covered with snow , the clouds put up its curtain little by little and we saw patches of snow clad mountain literally face to face with us. The mountains were so very near to us and they were so huge, but we girls only had one thing on mind that we desperately wanted to go to Everest Base Camp (EBC). Our next stop was to Dingboche, as far as we have heard there was not much damage in Dingboche, only some trails leading there have been damaged, but still people were going forward. It was one and only chance for us and as it was getting delayed we were losing hope .But we still hope. Hope that something good was about to be.

We 10 girls were selected from “Fulfill your Everest Contest” (an extension of the Star Channel’s show “Everest” produced by filmmaker Ashutosh Gowariker) sponsored by Star Plus Channel, Fair & Lovely (FAL) Foundation & Hindustan Unilever associated with Mercury Himalaya Explorations (MHE) among 7,500 applicants from all across India in 3 levels of selection procedure & our prize was to the Base Camp of the World’s highest Mountain’s with “The” Jambling Tenzing Norgay. It was to commemorate 50 years of the Indian team that summit Mt. Everest in 1965.

Tengboche has  a huge open space and people who were coming from the base camp and nearby areas were putting up their tents for the night, we heard that 1500 people died in Kathmandu(KTM) , 18 dead & 6 missing in the base camp , foreigners were running back home , the base camp was declared closed for 4 days , in Gorakshep lodges(the last trek stop before the base camp) were damaged and in the meantime we witness helicopters making rescue service to and fro from base camp literally every half an hour & later got to know that the trail to Dingboche was totally damaged. We met injured trekkers from Pune who saw the avalanche with their naked eyes & a Sherpa who ran all the way from Gorakshep to Tengboche told us their experience & how frightened they were. We girls had one idea that if foreigners were rushing back then we have more places to stay in the forward trek .But again at 12.52pm another earthquake struck and in front of our eyes the remaining monastery collapsed with some other structures. Death tolls kept on increasing and 72 hours alert was given .One of our Sherpa Mingma and Aungputti home were also damaged, so Mingma left early morning and Aungputti stayed with us. We can sense the tension in their face. We all knew that EBC is not going to happen this time but still kept our fingers crossed & finally Jamling Sir came and gave the final judgment .It is always as it does  only when the mountain calls , you can go .”

All of us were devastated and broken down, because every one of us sacrificed something or the other just to be here ,but the best part was that we were safe .EBC was not a dream for us literally , it came by chance and the passion wouldn’t have grown much if we would easily get in there . But the earthquake made us realized otherwise. For me Mount Everest was a dream but after doing my BMC, from HMI, Darjeeling, I knew that talking about Mt. Everest and conquering it was two very different/difficult things, but this opportunity was a gem for me ,a “god-gifted” I must say.

After having a sad & quiet dinner, we were surprised to meet Peter Hillary (Edmund Hillary’s son) who came in our lodge searching for our sir and his friend. We heard that he was on a trek with his friends, it was a King’s College Reunion Trek (60+age group).They were headed for base camp but had to return from Gorakshep because of the earthquake. We chatted and he invited us to their place nearby. We went there after our dinner, had a good time and finally bid goodbye with a final aftershock later. We were all fed up of the earthquakes.

The following morning we heard a bad news, one of Peter’s fellow trek mates whom we came across last night, had a cardiac arrest early morning and was announced dead. The whole atmosphere was full of grief and we went to give condolence. Afterwards in the evening a black helicopter came to take the body. It was really sad. The weather was clear today with some sunshine and we managed to see Mount Everest, Lohtse, Nuptse & Ama Dablam.

For the next day the plan was placed, morning we will reach Syanboche via Khumjung village and we will be evacuated by helicopter to KTM, but after that no such plans as in KTM hotels are not taking visitors. We should either try to get plane tickets for Delhi or reach Delhi by road crossing the Nepal border .But the question was how was the condition of the road?

Next morning at 4.30am we started our trek to Helipad destination Syanboche and reach there on time, on the way we witness the disaster done by the earthquake, villages after villages were damaged .It was heart wrenching to see how Mother Nature could show her anger among its most simple and honest people on Earth. We finally reached the destination and went inside the lodge to get fresh and some hot Wai Wai was served, in the meantime we waited for our Helicopter .We heard the Indian Embassy was worried for the 10 Indian girls stranded in Nepal, we were already in papers & MHE was trying for our evacuation ASAP, besides we had done our homework and we had our travel insurance. You never know when some things come out to be handy. But the worst turnout was, because of the bad weather the Helicopter couldn’t land .So it was schedule for the next morning at 6am. In the evening we had our 1st encounter with the television since 19th April and we saw the realities, the dreadful avalanche in Base camp and how the houses in KTM fell just like that, the International Airport was a mess, whether we will get a ticket to Delhi or not was a doubt, now I can realize why my parents were worried so much. These disturbing images took smile from our faces and we were desperate to go home, no doubt that we were equally sad as we will miss all of us as we shared a collective dream and was a collective survivor of the natural disaster but we all knew that “we will go back strong”.

The next day the weather was cloudy and we were waiting in the open space with some other foreigners, whenever we hear the hovering of the helicopter we become happy as a lark, but we only did hear but didn’t see it, but finally at one precious moment it found its way through the clouds and our savior the big Russian Mi-17 Chopper landed. We sense a kind of relief .At that very moment something very special happened .The porters with whom we haven’t interacted in the long trek as they were always ahead of us in the trek honored us by giving Khatas (the Tibetans scarf).It was so emotional moment for us that tears rolled down our cheeks. Later we bid goodbye to those porters, Aungputti , who stayed with us till the end, even if her home was damaged and Bikas .Finally we landed in KTM  & the press was waiting for us. In the airport we came across many foreign planes .We saw our Indian Air Force’s huge helicopters and plane in the Tribhuvan International Airport .It felt as if someone from home was waiting for us. They contact our Sir & gave the airplane number but something went wrong , finally Sir with his contacts managed to get us 10 air tickets of Air India . It was very hard moment for us to leave Sir, it felt something as if “the end was abrupt .I didn’t thought that this would end like this .ABRUPTLY!”But Sir was like a God sent, if we weren’t under his guidance, maybe like the other passengers we would have been stranded here for days. We could see these days Sir was only thinking about our safe dispersal to Delhi. At the time when the International Airport turned into a railway station, no hotels accepting travelers and people putting up tents and sleeping outside the Airport, Sir managed to get the earliest possible tickets, even though he had a family in Darjeeling & property in Nepal that were damaged. But he kept us as his 1st priority.

With heavy hearts and tearful eyes we bid goodbye to Sir. After much delay as there was traffic in the air, we reached Delhi. We meet with the sponsors, made a toast of champagne for our safe coming and the very next day I had my flight back home to Guwahati. It was a very difficult moment for us in the Delhi airport as we were bidding goodbye to each other. Not knowing that will we meet again, but will surely miss this. We were strangers at first but became close as sisters at the end of the journey .Now I was all by myself on the flight to Ghy. I had mixed feelings, I literally didn’t know what to feel about, a kind of confusion stirred in my mind, a dream was half-fulfilled, met so many beautiful friends, happy to come home, but in my heart there was still pain for the people of Nepal. Because it was the Nepalese people who suffered the most in the earthquake. Their homes were gone in seconds, districts were flattened in minutes but on the other hand, I came back, I survived with an experience of a lifetime that I will never forget. My landing was at 10 am but my father was waiting for me in the Airport with a bouquet of flowers since 8am.

I asked him “why did you arrive so early?”
He hugged me and said “become a parent then you will know!”


                                                                                                                Moramee Das
                                                                                                             A survivor from Nepal earthquake
                                                                             All Women Indian Team Member to Everest Base Camp                                                                                                                (One of Jamling’s Angels)

Monday, November 17, 2014


(The meaning of the word Numinous is describing an experience that makes you fearful yet fascinated, awed, yet attracted- the powerful ,personal feeling of being overwhelmed & inspired.)

Amazement seemed to
Conceal my heart , mind & soul
I was lucky to be here
After such endeavor and sacrifice.

I never in my life thought
That you will be standing
In front of me ….

You were larger than life
I must say!!

You were really huge
Completely Drenched in snow
Amidst those lucid stars
That was lingering besides you
Like jewels.

You were so real
So very near, yet so far
And somewhere the moon
Was envying your romance.

Semblance happens in real life too
Things appear to be beautiful
When they are far
But, as it comes near
Its beauty fades away.

But whatever the philosophy
Of life happens to be
It always takes hardships
To view such a
Adoring sight…..
That is now in front of me.

I guess now
I have known the secret
Of the poets
Who get inspired &
Write pearls of words.

Because the nature itself is an inspiration.
That inspires, conspires them to think,
Imagine, apprehend & finally
Pour their thoughts into verses.


I wish I could capture this 
Sight on my camera,
But I don't feel like
Better will be,
I capture it in my eyes &
In my memories
So that It will remain
With me forever& ever
Even if I’m dead.

At least I can tell somebody
Or else just to myself &
relish because
In these mountains itself
I have found a kind of love
Which I don’t want to be fulfilled,
Nor want it to blossom.

But keep it in my heart
Like the veins that makes it beat
Because when my heart will die,
He will die with it too.

But the feeling that I feel
With or without him
In this snowscapped mountains
In the witness of the Moon &
the Stars will remain forever.

And I want it to be unrequited,
Because he will always remain
The Man of the Mountains &
I will always remain
The Girl from the Plains.

Moramee Das
Chowri Khang (HMI Base Camp-4450mtrs)

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Marriage ! Are you Crazy!!!!

They are planning to get me married by 2015
Are you crazy I asked them?
They said “no we are not “
We think, that mean I think you are crazy
Girls at your age are getting married and look at you
Silly girl !!
You are 28 already

I said “Come on Mom,
Life begins at 40”
Between I’m confused a lot
Right now
Regarding this...
Besides I got lots of dreams
To fulfil..............

Don’t worry
All the confusion will
Be over after you get married
You will be “adjusting by then”

“You will be” she said
Get married fulfil your dreams
With your husband.
Go wherever you want
With him.........


Finally she uttered those words
Those Gruesome words

I replied .........................
I just can’t get married like this
Besides I’m afraid,
I’m not ready yet!
I don’t think I will be ever ready for it.

You can’t Force me
Dad says he doesn’t
Want to get me married!
He wants to keep me
With him


I think that s a good idea!
Mom (irritated & angry)
“No you gotta get married !”
My bro says
“You? Getting married?
Sister, I can’t think of you
Getting married?”

Well finally right now
I have settled
Being as I’m

I got Parents who are
Not pressuring me
To get me married
But Mom sometimes
Transforms into
“Typical Indian Mom” type

Can’t blame anyone...
Lets see
As according to me
A marriage is not required
to complete a Woman ..
but my Mom says the other
way round .....

Lets see...

Moramee Das
18th June 2014

Monday, November 4, 2013

Lover’s in eclipse

We are the jewels of the universe
We are not humans
They have rendezvous, but we dont
We always make love infront of them
And that too after many decades.

We are the two perfect parts of each other
We give love to all
But rarely to each other
I give love by my warmth
And you give it by your beauty
As time flies you go more far from me

We are not like humans
They love & they have their lovechild
The more they love, the more
They come closer&closer

But look at us
Weget more seperated when
We love the most

“The”day comes after
Decades…when you come
Near to me
Even just for a second…
We create majesty
More majestic then any king or queen
I overpower you with my fire &
You calm me by your overwhemling silence

We are the king &queen
Of the universe& the
Life we create during
That moment is

And we perish after that….
Being distance as ever.

23RD JULY 2009

Thursday, October 31, 2013

“Unlocking Havelock”


                                        “It feels as a beautiful dream that I dreamt & had it my way all through….”

                To classify myself I’m a girl in her mid 20s who like everyone loves to travel .I have made a  “Bucket -list”  for myself  where I have written some of the things that I wanted to do in my lifetime & one of such things was: Scuba Diving.
                With certain desire we also get some least important (priority wise) desire fulfilled and that was what I got with scuba –diving: to spend a vacation with myself.
                 I always wanted to travel alone & this time my pocket gave me the green signal. I was thirsty for a break as from the last 3 months I was continuously appearing for exams each Sundays. It has left me frustrated & I realized that I had stopped growing spiritually. It was not a planned trip even though I did little bit of research only one month before leaving. I choose Havelock Island for my vacation; it was a nearby island, a 2 and half hour ship journey from the great Andaman’s & Nicobar Islands and as my younger brother was pursuing his higher studies there, I could have just drop & say “Hi” to him.
My flight schedule was early in the morning and I was not able to sleep the previous night. Usually whenever I was about to go for my Nationals I used to be very excited from a week ago but this time my expectation level was very low.
From Guwahati I landed in Kolkata & three of the passengers including me were taken to the flight to Port Blair & in this process I felt an emotional rush----“finally I’m living one of my dreams”. My brother came to receive me & the very next day I went to book my tickets for the “exotic” Havelock Island. I spend the next  two days with my brother & his friends & when the day came for me to head for Havelock, I felt a kind of sadness, I don’t know why, I literally didn’t want to go ……but I had to. I took a bus headed for Phoenix Bay jetty& after reaching there I climb the steps of my ship M.V.RANGAT. After finding my seat I didn’t spend a minute inside, instead I went to the deck & enjoyed the scenic beauty.
Finally after two and half hours of journey I reached my destination. Travelling alone comes with a lot of baggage; you have to manage everything, decide on everything, checking out for the cheapest yet comfortable place to stay etc. In one word it comes with lots of responsibility. But the important part here was that the island was small & a safe place. The place was a semi-town with one relay centre of Door-darshan, a market, two main road -one leading to the best resorts of the place, the Elephant beach, Kalapahar and the other headed towards the famous Radhanagar beach.
Keeping my luggage in a Resort, I hired a cycle & went to check out some other resorts that suit my taste and finally “Vinnie’s Island (Dive India)” caught my heart. I shifted my luggage there, negotiated the price & finally talked with my Dive instructor .He was very welcoming & he said that my Open Water Diver Course (OWD with the maximum depth of 18 meter) would start from the next day and will be followed by an examination where pass mark was 80%.He also added that I will be getting a Diving license with which I could dive in any Ocean /Sea of the World & pursue my course further.
The next day our class started with the theory & video sessions followed by the practicals, on how to assemble & dissemble our Buoyancy Control Jacket (BCD), check the air in our cylinders, test the regulators, check the time gauge etc .
The next morning at 7.30 am in a motor boat we were taken to the shallow waters where our 1st practical skill session was held. With all the BCD, cylinder, fins, masked, weight belts put on, we were given briefing on all the skills & later asked to descend. The first time I descended, I started to feel uneasy regarding the inhaling & exhaling of the air (we have to inhale & exhale through our mouth), salt water was stuck in my throat & I was constantly telling myself…I’m not that adventurous as I think…I was signaling my instructor to ascend but he didn’t gave me the permission. Later when we ascended he told me that its normal for a 1st time diver to panic, but we should be calm & solve our problems underwater. Next we went officially for our 1st dive, there were lots of corals, fishes were swimming nearby in groups but I was not able to concentrate as I was too busy with the equipments around me. Gradually I started to enjoy my dives, it was a very beautiful experience, you are in the depth of the ocean with only silence everywhere, the only sound you hear is the sound of your breathe. Every breathe of your counts. The life underwater has a life of its own, the varieties of fishes swim with you, there are groupers, shinning fishes, puffer fish, pipe fish, swippers, sweet lips, nemo etc  all having their  own unique feature, it feels as if God have taken immense time to make them . One just cannot express it in words. After my 3rd dive I was sure that I will continue diving later in my life.

We had our dive timings from 7.30 am to 1.30 pm & usually after that my fellow divers have their lunch & go to sleep until 5pm when our instructor call us for briefing for the next day. But I didn’t waste any of my time taking a noon nap, instead I go to the beach, listen to my I-pod and take long walks towards the sea, usually at that time the tide is very low. During those walks it seemed as if it was “self-relaxing process”, all my worries were far somewhere & when one is under the blue sky & the vast ocean one’s soul is automatically elevated. Really travelling alone makes one spiritually grow and mentally calm.
I didn’t feel alone as such, but when I used to go for lunch or dinner I felt a sense of emptiness. Maybe it’s a part of travelling alone. But I miss my loved ones terribly.
By  my 4th dive I started  improving & was more aware of my surrounding, I had lot of rashes in my legs & hands and whenever I go in the water it starts to itches ,but the beauty of the underwater makes me forget all those things, I started to explore more beauties around me. Whenever I’m above of one of my buddies (diving partners are referred as buddies) in the deepness of the sea I try to catch the bubbles exhaled by them, they are big and you see your images reflecting on them, but fishes hate bubbles. Our instructors instucts us to do “passive interaction”, we are not allowed to touch any kind of aquatic life as we don’t know their defense mechanism & its consequences. It’s very easy to turn around in the underwater as you don’t have to turn your head but the whole body; the sun from underneath the Ocean looks fabulous. It is a kind of experience that should be experienced by all once in their lifetime.

On my 5th day stay in there when I was walking in the beach, I felt a kind of sadness, a thought ran in my mind, it felt as if this would be my last beach walk “alone”, now I really wanted to travel alone in my coming days, but I also feel that travelling with a partner is also not a bad idea but I must insist that the charm of travelling alone in an exotic island is very different.
My last dive of the course & the last day of my stay arrived; we were taken to a location called M.V .Mars where there was a ship-wreck. At first we did a  backroll & started to descend to the bottom , as we descended further we saw a “live” ship wreck,  for a moment I thought I was witnessing the “Titanic”, but it was smaller but an amazing site. Never in life had I thought I will witness such a grandeur, we made round and saw different parts of the ship, from the outside the ship appears to be dead, dull and full of green mosses but as we peep inside we saw a huge amount of life swimming here and there. As we move towards the deck of the ship, our instructor signaled us to lay our fingers in the railing of the ship & guess what! Some little red shrimps slowly came up and started to eat our dead skins from our nails, it was an experience. Actually we were previously told in the briefing that we might get lucky if we can make the shrimps to eat our dead skin. So we didn’t panic and made the shrimps had their way.Finally the time came for us to ascend. The journey back to resort was beautiful; there was a pocket full of rain & a little sunshine. But I didn’t had much time, as I was leaving by the 4.30 ship, I got to freshen up quick & then appear for the exams .Finally I passed the exams & was proud that I was a Certified Diver . Life gives us lot of unplanned moments & surprises.
I finally packed my back, bid goodbye to my instructors, buddies, and the people who worked in the resort & finally to the beach. This time I was really feeling - “Havelock-sick”. I didn’t want to leave Havelock so early; but time didn’t permitted me .A car came to pick me up & took me to the jetty. In the 5-10min route I was lost somewhere in my thoughts; I was in “deep melancholy” .But still I had to go. As the ship arrived I saw people climbing down and thought, this was the same scene which  I encountered on my  “first coming” & today I’m the one who is leaving. I climbed up, found my seat & came straight away to the deck because I wanted to witness the beautiful virgin island as I left. The ship started, little drops of rain started to fall, and slowly & steadily the sight of Havelock Island began to disappear. A kind of satisfaction was there in my mind as finally my scuba diving course was done & my wish of travelling alone to an island was fulfilled.
It feel so strange that how we meet so many people in our life & make such beautiful relationship like friendship & suddenly we have to move away from them with no connection, just thinking to meet them by chance somewhere someday & on the contrary we go towards the (our loved ones) who are waiting for us. Really strange!
When our ship reached in the middle of the journey I somehow forgot the feeling I had when I was leaving Havelock, now I was starting to think about the remaining two days in Port Blair & was happy about that.

 I have travelled more than half of my country but this journey to Havelock, I repeat will be one of my most treasured one, I will cherish this forever in my heart .Whenever I close my eyes & think of Havelock, I see myself sitting in the corner of the beach, looking at the serene blue Ocean & somewhere in the corner of my heart I think I have spiritually grown a bit.
Published in Seven Sister's Post 20th Jan 2013

Monday, May 13, 2013

Deep shadows & Bright Hues

I ran through the corridor of darkness
The run was long …very long
Until it made me kneel down in despair
But I saw a light
Infront of me was the light
The light of the world
That highlighted the whole horizon

I open up my arms
To embrace it
The cold wind embraces me too.
I closed my eyes &
Just flew down

The air was holding me
& the breeze constantly kissed my face.
I felt as if I was in paradise

Beneath me were the criss cross blocks
Seperated by blue lines
Some bold,some thin
Until I came over a
Big bowl of blue cream

The air let me down
The water god caught me
& let me swim with the flow of the cream
I swam & swam, but i
Wasn’t tired, I longed not to
Reach the coast
I deliciously enjoyed the creams
Stroke by stroke
But it pushed me to my own

Moramee Das
1st Dec 2010