Finally Andaman part -2

The problem with writing part-1 stories is, you are expected to write part -2 followed by 1. This is for people like me who has attention span in size of peanut is a biiiiig problem. So i thought of writing every other post other than the continuation of last one.
So here i am trying my level best to complete the thing i started. Yeah you are right, I went back to my post to check where i left, yes you are also right that i checked my pics to remember things. come on it happens to everyone (At least i hope so ).
So Andaman bowled me over with its honesty, new ness , gentle man like behavior . Did i talk about food in andaman , generally it is the first thing i always talk about, but some how this place made me change my order. Obvious to it's geography this place is famous for it's sea food. Glorious sea food , I tried varieties of fish, prawns crabs. Evey dish has it's own earthy flavor  The main differnece between grilled prawns that main land china serves and andaman are the earthy fresh ness something sea taste ( I know i sound weird but this taste i just can not write , Go eat and figure ).



After havelock we came back to Andaman some street shopping, lazy drives.. Crazy food.. After all this we signed up for scuba diving. Yeah you heard me right , yeah even i wanted to check my head first after signing up. When the money changed hands i knew i had no choice.
Did i tell you i dont know swimming, Silly! If i am dead i can not write this post is nt it. Yes i survived scuba diving without knowing swimmin how cool is that? We went to some small island for this, There is some misunderstanding  between instuctors so we transferred from one group to other group, Oh i forgot to tell you when i am travelling by boat there is a french guy sat next to me. Reading life of pi in french, As the seats are so constraint everytime i cross my legs his feet used to touch mine. And the poor guy apologized me like number of times though he is quite bit older than me . french people are so cute... Ok Coming to our diving. They gave us wet suits and weights breather goggles and the stuff i did nt remember.
There is actualy one thing i dont remeber the name right now which will help you to float as well as drown . So with hand signals yeah you can replay the Jindagi na milegi dubra part but replace katrina with a shy looking 20 + kid (techinically 20 + are not , but like you know some times you look at some one and thinks he is still kid Hi sateesh!!! dont worry he wont read my blog.) This guy made me spit on my goggles telling me that it helps better viewing , still i did nt understand the logic. Then he took me to deeeeep  inside the sea(hey 10 feet is still deep enough for me to get killed or eaten by shark or failure in breather or a heart attack to my trainer ) The goggles he gave me is not my size so the first time my eyes burnt like hell. Then he changed and we went for a little tour....
There comes the serenity.. a coral colored corals, live corals which may die if you happen to touch.. beautiful and wonderful fish in groups, single fish and wide range of sea plants. There came the moment that i committed to Andaman for life.

Andaman and other beautiful things

Here goes yet another travelogue, I cant believe I am writing too may travelogues these days, Excuse me technically 2 qualifies as many.
My recent trip is to Andaman, The lonely islands (the sign that I should not take writing seriously , Damn lone and plural how can both fit into one sentence , You did not get the point yet? good stop reading in the brackets then) that reside bottom of the map, unknown to so many. The decision is as usual a last minute decision , And I am more happy that I chose this place for holiday. This place is so ideal for my stupid requirements , Less number of tourists and no hint of commercialization , People are friendly and HONEST, Can you believe it? There are still honest people in touristy places.
This time we took the help of holiday planners , Yeah signs of aging and lazy ness.  And I am very glad we did this. And please don't read this in evil your mind as all the previous holidays are badly planned (you evil!! Go away from my blog) , There are two ways to reach Andaman, by air and water, (Surprise!!!! it is an island).. Unfortunately there is no direct flight from Hyderabad so we went via Chennai, And don't ask me the conditions of wash rooms in Chennai airport, and the polite ness of airport personal, because basically I am not a whining person and I have too many Chennai friends to be scared of  :(
Upon arrival on portblair (yes your geography is good, it is the capital) We are welcomed by flower bouquet , can you believe it????? Real flowers with petals and all!!!! So that was the love at first sight for me. Though I kept this to my self as a decent lady. You can not fall this quick is n't it? The temperature is good 35, I am ok with that, It always the cold that was so unsettling for me (Is it weird?)  The drive is pleasant as Andaman trying to impress me more with wide roads, beside sea shore (Yes beside sea shore ) With gigantic trees, friendly traffic cops (Friendly because all are girls :) Yes I am partial in that way) .
Then we started for have lock island by a cruise (like a big bus which travels on sea) , I read the safety instructions like million times blame titanic for that, Fortunately we did not hit any iceberg on the way and landed in one piece. Even though on the way Andaman throwing me thick green forests, uniformly grown coconut trees, fresh lakes, superb scenaries here and there I still maintained  you are not so unique  Andaman thing in my head. We stayed in some Symphony palms resort, which will offer you welcome drink and give you bamboo cottages. The resort we stayed had a private beach but we are too tired and too hurry to go the air conditioned rooms.
By evening we went to see the radha nagar beach, It is the second largest beach in Asia, And  is awesome just not because of the massive appearance but the beauty behind the every curve of it, not so ferocious waves, White sand beaches, Crystal clear water yes you can actually see what is in the water . My crush got  deeper by that point. Andaman threw me another surprise on me by the beautiful orangey sunset. By looking at the sun I understood why lord hanuman wanted to grab it , If i could fly I would have definitely done that. After all this wows and giggles I am dragged to the resort (AW! Romance is dead these days)
Next day we started to elephanta beach, by a small boat. When I went to port I can see the fish swimming and there was much less less littering (God bless Andaman to stay like this).
This beach is basically for the sports activities, For all the people who know what banana ride is please be quiet. So I am this innocent girl who thought banana ride is just a ride and I was seated right behind the rider when he is doing all swinging I thought why he is showing off, There comes the moment of realization in middle of sea dumped , Hey I did well, though I thought some shark gonna have me as lunch, I kept those thoughts to myself. Then I did the snorkeling there I was bowled over , The corals are so beautiful and the colors of fish is unique and even for today if I close my eyes I can see those bright colors, God is hell of a painter. Sea bike ride is good enough as well as glass boat ride.
And the next day it rained and you know how the beach will look like when it rains? It looks AWESOME You can not ask more romantic thing than that, I made better use of swings and hammocks our resort private beach.
When we went to radha beach , We kept all our belongings in our car and asked the driver to have a look on it. And he said no problem, nothing would be stolen here. When we were back from the beach, car was not locked, driver unseen , even the windows are not rolled up and our belongings safe and sound.  That is when I know that i fell in love with ANDAMAN.
To be continued....
PS: Did I tell you that I recently got married to annoyingly punctual, language purist ,sleep deprived (Yeah 6 hours of sleep is definitely sleep deprivation in my dictionary) bike crazy and 6 year long friend.

I see you

Everyone says winter is the impossible month to wake up early, for me it's just never true, I always have problems to sleep but never to wake up, Commuting to office is one favourite passtime of the total day.

When i told HR guy that i need to travel 2 or some times 2 and half he looked at me like a crazy person. That expression on his face still makes me smile. And he even more surprised when i refused a cab service, or my odd choice of working hours.

Today also just like any other day, but bit more foggy homeless men and dogs are still sleeping in their respective dens. It is a 10 mins walk from home to the busstop, I always take a short cut not to reach early but to blend in darkness. For me the light makes me feel unsecured . Not only this i have born with so many abnormalities ,in normal language crazy things. I am not a social bird. For me cage is what i crave. I was diagnoised with a strange mental conditioan at 6 which makes me feel uneasy with people, I can not communicate with people easily, I can not touch anyone, Can not handle loud noises etc etc simply i am not a guy who you want to be friends with or to be with.

When everyone thought i am a lost cause, My mom never gave up she keep pushing me towards the impossibilities, I still remeber her pleading every teacher in school to let her sit in class with me ,so that i wont be distracted, It is her that made me complete my graduation , to let me earn my own bread. Simply i took her life to create my life. She lived my life, my fears, anxities, my tears, my outbursts.

She is one hell of a woman who never know the meaning of defeat. Even at this age she is working with a NGO to help kids like me, like she never had enough of this rubbish. I always want to thank her , but never found any words even could not able to look her in the eye, touch her hand.

Yeah these are the trail of thoughts that i start everyday with, My bus is there in its regular place, I even know the driver duties and they too famailiar with me hence the last isolated seat. As my company is not a typical IT company this bus has all genders, all age and all department. Though we travel in the same, I never saw anyone in the company.

I even familiar with the passengers of this bus, the stop they are going to start. Their preferred seats,

the way they gonna seat, the do gooders, the pretend gooders, the bad the ugly.

But i always cherish one stop, where two girls gonna hop in with all the morning freshness. One girl always dresses in pastels or some other divine colors, smiles a lot makes conversation with everyone. She is the one that every one in the bus waits for. She even tried to talk with me, On her birthday. When I refused she forced which led to my breakdown followed my one week absence from work. So everytime whenever she looks at me she had that guilt , for which i can never forgive my self. She is like a morning bird that chirps for a simple joy and make everyone sing with her. She is the angel for the two hours of the whole bus.

And the girl next to her always dresses like she want to hide from everyone, there is always sadness in her eyes (though i never saw) She talks very less. She is rude some times, Generally with ear plugs in her ears banging some music lost in her whole world.

So this is me always lost in thoughts. Coming to present Driver is not the regular one and in bad mood by the way he looks. Seems like bus is also in bad mood as it refused to start, after lot cursing from the driver it finally started, Day started,

First stop happiest middle aged couple, working for this company from almost 20 years, always argue about which son of their needs them. Today also same story

Second stop : sigle not single girl, Lives in her cellphone.

Third stop: My life over middle aged man , argues about politics always end up proposing a change for the entire system though it never starts with him.

Fourthstop: Every girl flirts with me guy, I am ugliest girl in earth girl

Fisthstop :Angel gile and undefined girl.

Suddenly there is choas, Our bus hits a lorry, Everyone is screaming , there is blood, I could not feel my limbs or any other organ in my body , My shirt filled wih blood dont know it is mine or some one else's . I searched for the girl , Nobody is looking like anybody i know, i managed crawl under the seats, The girl she always sits in the middle row, I saw her i pod with a stain of blood , she should be some where near, she is there finally stretching her arm to reach me , I dont know why but i reached for her hand, I felt secured for the first time in my life, Finally i saw her eyes looking deep into mine.. Though with all the pain i manged to say "I see you".

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