Be More,Give More,Have Less.....
To swerve myself from demise of a soul who left for reasons unknown called for this travel plan.
It was spur-of-the
moment plan that we took out off by booking a premium tatkal railway tickets a
day ago and started our journey.
The first hop out location was Devbaug.
"There is almost no such thing as ready,There is only Now "
We reached
Devbaug by a jerky bus ride,halted along the way to have a look at the
serenity of Tarkarli.
Tarkarli : Enroute Devbaug |
Devbaug : Purely a State Of Mind |
Solace, Sea
food and some amount of water sports was the perfect recipe to get our minds distracted.
We started
off with parasailing.
There was a
trick in this activity ; you soar a little high they immediately dip you along the surface of the sea and then
take you high up there.
The
experience can only be described by this word - “Magical”.
A breath taking view of the beach, miniature sight
of the seagulls, colorful palette sky, half dipped sun, unapologetic peace was
enough for a wounded soul to heal.
If something scares you , it might be a good thing to try |
It was short
but my mind had already exclaimed "Encore".
We stepped
out late night to a place called “ Bamboo” for dinner. We hogged over a fish
plate.
Thick Surmai Gravy , Fried Surmai , Rice Roti, Pieces of Onion |
The following
day , we headed on a bike ( tripsy) straight to visit the fort which is right in the middle
of the sea, the Malvan Fort. A boat ferry dropped us there.
The view on the top brought out memories of the fort Aguada in Goa and the wonderful time spent there.
Fort : Malvan |
Along the bylanes of Malvan, just clicking pictures around:
Dried Fishes |
After riding
along the market area, we reached Achra , a small time village, to crash for that night.
That evening , we went to the beach nearby , this is amongst the most secluded and the cleanest beaches I have come across.
Swim in the sea and drink the wild air |
I strolled
along the pristine waters of the beach watching only trails of my footsteps and
then stood at one place wondering what the waves had to say.
I wondered how the world works in mysterious
ways.
Instead of returning in the evening to what is locally known as sunset , a snippet of conversation with the companion convinced me to head towards the shore for some garam onion bhajiyas
Instead of returning in the evening to what is locally known as sunset , a snippet of conversation with the companion convinced me to head towards the shore for some garam onion bhajiyas
In order to
while away our time , we happen to visit a local temple of which my cousin had chanted stories.
Gives the Ones you love : Wings to fly, Roots to come back and Reasons to stay |
The moment we
stepped in the temple , a sweet melodious voice inside somewhere beckoned me.
I sneaked in
immediately to see who this person was. He introduced himself to us. He told us he has been composing since a very tender age.
On our
insistence, he was humble enough to sing a few lines ( felt divine truly).
Music is eternal |
f you are at
the coast , how unlikely if you do not feast on chicken and vade and sol-kaddi.
I
I
Wade,Chicken and the mandatory curry : Sol-kadi |
From Achra,
we headed next day to my native to see my grand mom.
Suddenly a
monochrome album of my summer holidays with my cousins flashed before me.
There is so
much love and affection without wanting much in return except our
time and company.
My grand-mom
packed some fresh fruits from our backyard as I went uphill to visit the temple
of our village .
Far away land |
The delectable Malvan food , the heady aroma of the sea-cost and the shades of the orange sky ease you into the life of the fishermen.
Indulging in simple living on this isolated stretch of India's west coast you begin to appreciate the little things that we take for granted in cities.
Reminiscing the place which had become unfamiliar for years, the red soil I had forgotten the smell, the route was lost somewhere made me realize that this is what has made me. This is where my roots are.
So we sailed on to the sun
Till we found a sea of green
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine
---Beatles , Yellow Submarine
So we sailed on to the sun
Till we found a sea of green
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine
---Beatles , Yellow Submarine
With beautiful memories to cherish I reluctantly bid adieu to this place with a promise to come back soon.
Pristine beaches lovely greenery but where are the girls on the beaches ??? A few snaps of beautiful girls sunbathing or wandering would have been a great treat to readers like me.
ReplyDeleteIt's a great reading and seems I have to make my maiden visit to Devbaug soon :-)
Superb description of Malwan. Rightly side surely a promise to be kept of visiting again soon. I have visited 2-3 times but still always eager to visit again soon.
ReplyDeleteSuperb description of Malwan. Rightly side surely a promise to be kept of visiting again soon. I have visited 2-3 times but still always eager to visit again soon.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful place is described even more beautifully. It surely induces urge in someone to pack his bags and leave for a trip to Malwan.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Amey
DeleteGreat description.. Surely got my curiosity piqued to visit this piece of serenity and natural beauty.
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