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High Mountains,Deserted Beaches,Dreamy Streets,Lost Soul,Home Bound….

Besant nagar beach

I decided to touch the water as I waited for the sun
to rise. The breeze  had a no-nonsense flair to it.
The morning waves looked harmless and not really
interested in jerking me off. It was impossible to
imagine this was one of the places where Tsunami had
occurred.
People always crib about how humid it is (especially
in the afternoon) when they are close to a beach.
But to me, it is like being at home. I have always
found it to be energizing as compared to that of any
other non beach city.
I swam around for half an hour and was back floating
in the sea when I saw the first rays of sun…those
golden strings of a mysterious musical instrument
played by the Nature.
I stood there watching the sun rise literally* out of
the sea like a new-born child coming out of the Mother’s
womb. Involuntarily, my hands caressed the sea for a
bit of water and offered the Arghya to the greatest
source of energy.
That is when I realized of the one certainty of my life
about the only certainty in our lives. I could see it
very clearly that no matter where I go and what I do, I
am going to come back to a sea. Yes, that is where I am
going to end up settling and live the rest of my life.
No Idea what that place is but I can see a smalltown
beachside shack 🙂
—————-
*all of my previous encounters with sunrise at a beach
were clouded by the cloudy morning weather.

p.s : I never thought I would like Chennai..

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2008

It has been a long time since I wrote the last post…Meanwhile, there has
been a lot of things that has happened in my life, basically it got a bit more
screwed up…I feel numb even now as I think about it..some unwise(as it did not
turn out the way I wanted it to;-))decisions that cost me a lot and the full
effects of which I still have not fathomed..huuuhh….hopefully someday I will know
why I did whatever I did and it was not just a random experiment…and that day
I will write it all up and connect the dots..
All in all, it was a deadly 2008 for me and I hope things change over the next year..
one good thing that happened was the birth of my blog..and yes thanks to Chandan,
Shriram and Niveditha who checked in on my blog time to time….
well, I am back to write my last post for this year..So here’s is a gist of the
other good things that I did this year…..You might be surprised just as I
was..that it involves mostly travelling…

The Journey

The Journey

The Brunch

The Brunch

Now that's a tired man...

Now that's a tired man...

Bliss

Bliss

The sticks had done there job!!

The sticks had done there job!!

Jeevanada Mussange!!

Jeevanada Mussange!!

On our way to an island in Karwar

On our way to an island in Karwar

While on the way, when we looked sideways

While on the way, when we looked sideways

Well..All yours

Well..All yours

Let there be Light!!

Let there be Light!!

Well...yes, Deep inside the well!!

Well...yes, Deep inside the well!!

A Church In Goa

A Church In Goa

Kandolim Beach

Kandolim Beach

Jagga, Pk and Me...Kandolim again

Jagga, Pk and Me...Kandolim again

Drowwning in that well now..

Drowwning in that well now..

The Crazy Night...

The Crazy Night...

Awe...

Awe...

There are a lot more to upload(All thanks to Pk, Ajith, Suman and Jagga)
but I guess that’s enough…Allllriightttt…, Wishing all the folks who are
reading this a very Happy, Rocking and a Meaningful!! year-2009(ignore it
if for some reason you have stumbled on this in 2010 or later;))..Well, that’s
it I guess…I am off to Pune in another 2 hrs..A long trek across Lonavala,
Raighad, Khandala and Matheran is waiting over there…And if things go as
planned then I will be in Juhu beach for 31st…
So folks, pray for me and 6 other friends!!…

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Hebbe Falls…Kemmangundi

we took the 11 30 night train from Bangalore to
Shimoga..At around 5 AM or so, the train halted at a
station and people started to get down…Still
nothing would have made me get up if not for the
heavy snoring by Adiga who was 2 seats down in the
lower-berth seat..the rhythmic loud expiration
followed by a shrill inspiration was really the main
inspiration for me to get a fresh hot tea on the
platform…It was a misty morning with serene
surroundings at the Bhadravati(a twin city of
Shimoga)station…Daily commuters mostly small
businessmen,whole-sale traders were busy getting
into the train…a group of school students
giggling about god-knows-what,also joined the
intake…The train looked like a big piece of Magnet
attracting bits of iron towards it as the people
came aboard….It was almost 20 minutes before the
whistle blew and we started towards Shimoga…The
Bolero was waiting outside the station and we headed
straight to the lodge…As soon we went to our hotel
rooms,all the bathrooms were occupied by the most
desperately-waiting-to-dump guys while others hit the
bed to get a few more minutes of sleep..More than
an hour later, after most of us had taken bath while
others decided against it….Idli,Vada,dosa with
extra helpings of chutney made us full as we
geared up for the Hebbe falls…

We stopped the vehicle at approx 8 kms before the falls..
Actually from there onwards, the muddy roads are wide enough
to fit a Maruti 800..the other 4 wheelers can be tried at
their own risk..But the local transport over there is a
Jeep which I think is maintained by the estate near the
falls..We decided to trek rest of the way..If we go by the
road then it is like 2-3 kms more while if we take the
foot-hills,forest and through the estate gardens,we can
save the extra distance plus the scenery is really good…
Midway through the forest, we kind of lost the way..in the
sense, there were like multiple footpaths and each were in
different directions…also we had not seen the falls yet
to decide on which way to go…
Suman:”why don`t we take a logical break and rest for sometime”
He was really overtired because of being overexcited early on
in the trek..
Vikram:”But if we don`t find the path we can rest for the
whole day and go back”…
Adiga:.”we will do one thing, 3 of us will go in each of
these 3 paths and return in about half an hour if we are
still clueless about the way to the falls…”
Mahesh:”guys, have you ever heard of a plan in which so
many things can go wrong…but seriously,I don`t think
there is any other choice..”
Suman:”why can`t we just wait for someone to stumble
upon and ask him the path..” He was all set to buzz off..
Adiga:”the ones who are going to stay here can do that anyway”…

The pointless discussion would have continued on and on…So
finally me,Naga and Adiga decided to go in different paths as
others stretched their legs..As I went about on my way trying to
see if there is any sight of any hint of the falls, it was already
past 20 minutes but no Hebbe…After a while there was a sharp left
turn ahead,as I crossed it,I knew I had come to the other side of
the mountain and was busy figuring out my route and where to step
next…It took almost a minute for me to settle and as I looked
around,I stood transfixed at the sight in-front of me…There it
was finally, the much talked about Hebbe falls from the top of the
next hill fell on the surface in the valley twice before actually
reaching the foot of the hill…There was so much water falling but
it was dead silence around except for the birds humming..It felt
as if I am watching a silent movie of a bygone era..thats when
Naga,Adiga patted me just to let me know that I am not the only
lucky one..All three paths lead to the same place…
as if acknowledging the collective admiration, Hebbe blew a
flying kiss of milky water and the droplets went high in the sky
and with sun shining in the background, formed a mysterious
kaleidoscope…We still had around 2-3 kms of trek left before
we reached Hebbe..so we went back and woke up the sleeping logs and started our way towards the end point..

the best thing about Hebbe is its last few yards
of trek..As you reach the valley, the river water
coming from the falls freezes your feet..Now, again
there are 2 paths as you cross stream..based on our
just concluded experience, we thought both these paths
would obviously lead to the falls which was quite
true but the problem was the 2nd path which me and
Vikram chose, was more dense with trees…and if not
for the sound of water falling, we would have lost
our way…for the first time,we had to depend on our
ears rather than eyes…At some point we actually
thought of going back and following the first route
but decided against it as we would have lost the
precious time when other guys are happy in the chill
river beneath the falls…we had to cross the river
3 more times but we did not care as long as the volume
of the sound increased and we knew we were getting nearer..
The not so big sticks that we had collected came in
handy as we jumped from one slippy rock to another,
sticking the stick into the bottom of the river while
crossing…..Finally… we were there… and the force of the
freezing water of Hebbe falls hit us like hot sauce pan…..
and just like that, we lost all sense of sensuousness…..
and just moved with the flow….

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