Cee’s Black & White Photography Challenge: Objects or People Older than 50 years

Here is my entry for the challenge by Cee.


The Girl

Hello everyone !!! I hope everything is fine for you guys ๐Ÿ˜Š. Well, today I felt like taking some photos when I was out with my little brother.

This was one of the pics I took. A cute young girl travelling with her family through one of the crowded streets of Kerala. Seeing her face brought a sense of happiness in my heart. But not for long, my thoughts drifted down a different path……. “How safe is she๐Ÿ˜“?” “Does she have any clue about what is happening around her๐Ÿ˜’?” “How safe is any girl in my country๐Ÿค•?” …….. it went on and on…and I haven’t got any answer to any of these questions. Day by day, it’s getting worse without doubt. What are we doing about it? What am I doing about it?

I am here writing this up and you guys are reading this.

Random thoughts will go through your mind about this.

Some would turn away saying that this is face.

Some would hashtag the victims with some grievances for some days and then forget till the next “event”.

I am no better.

But isn’t it time to change what we are and evolve into something new?

….. WE HAVE TO!! We have to actually start doing something to stop any future “events”.

But what are we actually capable of doing??

Life sucks…

I don’t know if this is a good way to start a writing, but this is how I am gonna start. Reading the heading, lets see who all gonna read this – quoting a “friend” – TRASH.

Well, let’s get to the matter. My life sucks….. And when I say this, you might be thinking that ” Wonderfull ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜ as if you are the only one”, you know, everyone’s life sucks one way or the other. It is how we react to such “sucks” situations, that makes us different from the rest. Sometimes, our lives suck because we are alone, or because we were ditched, or we were laughed at (always), or……the list is quite long. We can even say that the list is infinite ๐Ÿ˜Œ. What we have to understand is this ๐Ÿ‘‡

When certain things happen in our life, we search for the reason – “Why this is happening to ME??” “What wrong did I do to deserve this??”. The questioning goes on and on, eventually we give up or settle for sad answer. Not everything that happen to us is because of something we did in the past, sometimes they do happen without any reason. WHY?? To make us better or worse…We get to choose.

It’s all a matter of perspective. The way we look at situations. Some events that happen in our lives, aren’t even worth pondering on. We just have to let shit go. Do we feel alone?? Well then, alone is better than being surrounded by fake people. We are alone because we are unique. Are we laughed at?? Well, people usually can’t accept what they don’t understand, and everyone reacts in a different way and this is how they react to certain things. ( Settle for reasons that are simple ). Do what you love to do without any hesitation. No matter what life throws at us, you are ONE OF A KIND and how you kick back what’s thrown at you, decides how strong and hard you are. Taking the positive of everything never let’s you down.


Travels #2 Last day in GOKARNA

February 15, 2018

Today was quite a different experience. We were out of the hotel by 9 am. We had chapati for breakfast. We had planned to go to Yana caves which was about 50 km from Gokarna. We had searched the Internet for the best places to visit nearby and YANA caves popped up. We went to the WICKED RIDE shop to take a bike for rent. This rent-a-bike was the closest to our hotel. We got an Activa for Rs.400 per day. The time was 11 am and we could use it till 11 am tomorrow. The cost was reasonable. While we were filling out the forms at the shop, there was this paper pinned to the wall. It had the places to visit nearby and YANA caves was one of them and next to it was a waterfall – VIBHOOTI FALLS – which seemed to be near to Yana caves. We decided to go there first and then to Yana caves.

The ride to Vibhooti was fun. The roads had all kinds of twists and turns and in the beginning we passed through several small towns and then for most part of the ride, we were going through forest regions. It was memorable. The roads were going up for most of the part as we moved through the forest regions. The climate was cool. The shades from the trees were quite a relief and the deafening silence of the forest gave the ride a pleasant mood.
After about 45 minutes, we reached the gates of Vibhooti falls. The way to the falls had interlocked path for some distance and then it was just bare sand path. There were wooden benches along the way, for anyone who wanted to rest for sometime. The way was kind of ascending for most part. We could hear the sound of water hitting the rocks louder and louder as we moved closer.

On the way, there was a board on the side saying “HELP PROTECT LEOPARDS” ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜Œ. I decided not to give it much thought, I made myself believe that they said it just for us to protect the environment and not because there were Leopards lurking among the trees waiting for a careless passerby ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜…. Fortunately after a 5 min walk we reached the fall ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ. At first, we saw only this stream of water rushing of the rocks downhill on to your right and turn to your left and thats what, takes your breath away. It did take away my breath. The waterfall wasn’t a big one but it had quite a peaceful look. One side of the fall was green with plants and trees and the other side was bare rock for some part and forest again.

There was a group of foreigners already on the to the bottom of the waterfall. We had to cross the stream and trek a little to reach the bottom of the waterfall and it was worth every minute. At the bottom of the fall was a clear and really deep pool. It was the best place. It had a peaceful effect on us and the sounds of birds, the water crashing down on the rocks and the rustling of trees did make every moment unique and mesmerizing.

The foreigners had settled on a rock on the left side of the wall by the time we reached there. They were undressing to bathe in the pool. It didn’t take me much time to undress and climb up a high rock and jump into the pool ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ. Jumping into lakes, rivers or pools from heights is something that I love to do. It is quite an addictive stunt to do. Standing there on the rock and looking down at the pool gave me a tingling sensation at the back of my neck. The fear was creeping up inside me. What if the pool isn’t deep enough??๐Ÿ™„ I jumped before any more of such thoughts popped up and there were spectators waiting for me to jump ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜, the foreigners. One guy was asking me to jump and some ladies were telling me not to do it. Anyway, I jumped. The feeling of the air rushing against our body before hitting the water is one hell of an experience. I jumped from about a 2m height and it got over in a second. I jumped many times just for the feel ๐Ÿ˜. I wished I could jump from higher rocks but there wasn’t any where I could stand. After bathing in the cool pool for sometime, we returned back to our ride. The time was nearly 2 pm. We rode to our next destination – YANA CAVES.
The roads were as usual, full of tight turns and there were some hairpin turns along the way up the road. After 15 mins, we reached the gates of a forest. Since it was noon, there weren’t any tourists around. We parked the ride near to the gate and walked in. The way was bare earth and both sides were green. Near to the path, there were less trees and as we look deep into the woods, the trees got closer and tightly packed. The air was cool and there was enough shade from the sunlight.

We were descending through the forest and after about 5 mins,there was a turning in the pathway and as we neared the turning, we stopped awestruck, there was a giant rock structure in the middle of the forest.

It was unlike anything that I have seen untill now. It looked “alien” since there is nothing remotely resembling this in near vicinity. A monolith rock. There were atleast two peaks with distinct black colour. It was quite a view.
As we moved closer, the rock grew higher and higher. We had to tilt our head up completely, to see the peaks as we reached the base of the rock. There was a refreshment shop and there were some foreigners chatting with the locals. As we neared the rock, one of the locals asked us to remove our footwear. It seemed that we had to walk bare foot through the caves. To the left end of the rock structure, there were steps going up and inside the cave. There were 50 or more steps to climb ๐Ÿ˜Œ. We climbed up the stairs and entered the cave. It was mind-blowing. The roofs of the caves were so high that we couldn’t see them properly except darkness. Sunlight streamed in through openings on the roof and this light lit up the cave. We could hear bats screeching.

The walk through the caves was relieving, climbing 50 steps didn’t really matter. There were more steps wounding down through the forest. From outside the cave, we saw giant bee hives on the top sides of the rock ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ.

We went down the steps and up some more steps and we reached the entrance of the cave. We collected our footwear, ate ice-cream from the refreshment shop and walked back to our ride. On the way back, I looked back at the black rock as it disappeared from view at the turning. The world is filled with such extraordinary and mind-blowing views and natural structures, and this was just one of the millions. Why has God created them, if not for us to see and appreciate his creation?? .. Walking back to our ride, I couldn’t stop thinking of what more does this world has in store for the travellers.
We rode back to our hotel. The time was nearly 3 pm. The ride back was fun too. We didn’t start our bike for most of the time as the road were going downhill and gravity took us down ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ

We decided to visit Ohm beach before going back to the hotel. By 5 pm, we reached our destination. We parked our ride at the entrance. To the right of the entrance, there was a restaurant and there were steps going up near the restaurant ( I wonder where it led ๐Ÿค”).
The entrance to the beach started with steps wounding down. We could hear the waves crashing, from the entrance. We moved down the steps and, the sea and the rocky beach came into view. We stood on the steps for a few seconds taking in everything we saw. Waves after waves were crashing on to the rocks. The sun was moving closer to the sea and that gave the sea a orange glow. We move down the rest of the steps and went on to the rocks. The rocks were hard to walk on. They were sharp edged at the top and slightly slanting to one side.

To the right of the rocks, the waves crashed on a cliff. To the left was the sandy beach. We moved over the rocks to the edge where the sea met with these rocks. It was a peaceful and happy moment. We sat there for sometime and took photos.
We went back over the rocks and onto sandy beach. The place had tattooed foreigners singing songs and playing instruments. The beach was quiet and peaceful.
We sat on the beach watching the sunset. Sunsets are always peaceful and memorable to watch. The sun drowning in the endless sea and the red shade changing to orange, never goes out of style. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ.
We sat there till the night took over. We decided to go back to Kudle beach. We had food from the restaurant at the entrance and within and hour, we reached KUDLE. We went on to the beach and there was this guy playing with a stick with both ends on fire. He was rotating it all around in him in different ways. There was music playing from a capsule speaker ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ.

A lady was standing nearby and she was enjoying the tricks too. The night made the fireplay more beautiful to watch. We took some photos of the guy. One of the pics was unusual. I don’t know how I got something like it. I kind of liked it very much. ๐Ÿ˜

After the guy finished his play, I showed him his pic and he loved it. He asked me how I took and I was ๐Ÿ˜ถ, because I didnt knew how I got that. The lady who stood next to me saved me, she called him over to where she was standing. She had a similar stick in her hand and with his help she lit both ends on fire and started dancing around, rotating the fire stick around. It was the most beautiful thing to watch. The music, darkness and the dancing fire merged beautifully and never have I ever experienced something this spectacular in my life. Both of them danced one after the other for a long time.

We took their photos and got to know them. The lady’s name was Natalie and the guy’s was Adam. She was from USA and he was from Australia. They had met each other at that time only (but they have bonded fine and very fast). She had been doing the fireplay for nearly 18 months ( she was really good at it ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ) and he had only started 3 days ago ( he was quite good for someone with this less practice). She didn’t have a permanent job, had worked as a waitress in her home country and have been travelling around for the last 3 years. He had been living on this beach for the last 8 years and sold bracelets and did other jobs around for living. It seemed that both of them were fans of cheap lives and from talking with them I could see that they were happy and content with their life. They were living their life as they wished ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ. When I asked Adam why he hasn’t gone back to his native place, his reply was like, “What is there? Why should I go back? This place is heaven”. All I could do was laugh ๐Ÿ˜ . We people want to go Australia, USA and such places and they want to spend their life here in our lands. They see our places as heavens and treat everything with care and respect. We are destroying our lands without any remorse and doesn’t care what we does. We are not realizing that we are destroying heavens. We are not just destroying the lands, we are destroying ourselves by restricting oneself from living a life like he/she wishes. We run around with the goal of making money, and these people are showing us that money never really matters. When we get old, all we would have is regrets for not living like we really wanted to live and when these guys gets old, they would have alot of stories to tell to others, and they will by happy with their lives. They will have memories and experience that we won’t have. I wish I could spend my life like them.
Me and Naasim chatted with them for some more time and gave them the photos that we took. They were really happy and thanked us for taking them. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. We sat on the beach for a long time enjoying the wind and sounds of the waves. By 10 pm we reached our hotel room.
Sitting here and typing these up, all I can think about is when I can go on a trip again like this. Tomorrow by this time, I will be back in my room, going to sleep to go to college in the morning. Normal things are going to happen in my life like most of the people around the world. How long will I have to live like that till I get to experience new things in my life again? Will I get to see the whole world?

With God’s blessing, I will.

Travels #1 GOKARNA

February 13, 2018

9:00 pm

GOKARNA , I had only heard about the place. All I knew was that it is an awesome place to visit. One of my friends told me that, it is one of the places in India that has a dramatic cliff beach. Well, why not visit this so called cool place.
This was what led me here.
I am at Trissur Railway Station waiting for my friend Naasim. I have bought two General tickets to KUMTA. It seems that there is only one or two direct trains to GOKARNA from here and none of it is at this time. KUMTA is like 32 km from GOKARNA.
The station is well crowded. Everyone is busy. The waiting room is filled too. I have bought some snacks from a vendor on the platform. The safest food to eat on platforms is packed foods. Other foods like Poratta, Idli etc. sold by vendors are not safe, believe me. But there are people around me now eating those things, I hope they don’t get sick like me. I ate Poratta once long before and I was sick for 3 days. After that I never eat such food from railway stations. You can call me paranoid but it’s better safe than sorry and afterall I haven’t even started the journey and I didn’t wanted to take chances. ๐Ÿ˜

11:30 pm

We’ve boarded the train. It is so crowded, packed with people and luggage. I have found some space at the door and Naasim is sitting on the floor behind me. Most of the people are Tamizhans (Tamil Nadu natives), on their way to find work at Kannur. The guy sitting next to me ( forgot to ask his name ๐Ÿ˜‹) at the door is on his way to Thallassery along with his family and fortunately they did get seats. The wind is getting cooler and I am feeling sleepy. Sleeping at the door didn’t seem like a great thing to do. So, am writing this up, to keep me awake ๐Ÿ˜. The guy next to me had asked me about where am going. I happily told him about Gokarna. He didn’t knew about the place and now these thoughts are filling my head with doubts. What if the place is not that awesome?? Will the next two days be a waste of time?? I could surf the Internet now and see for myself what Gokarna had in store for me. But I want to experience the place raw. No searching about the place in Internet ๐Ÿ˜. Anyway lets hope for the best. ๐Ÿ˜Š

February 14, 2018

9:00 am

Good morning ๐Ÿ˜Š

Writing a journal isn’t that easy like Ithought. I just can’t bring out everything that I have experienced. Afterall this is my third entry and I am relieved that I haven’t given up… Yet ๐Ÿ˜.
So, back to the journey.
I couldn’t sleep well last night. Till 2 am I had to sit at the door and I had to keep myself from falling asleep. The guy next to me was sleeping soundly at the door ๐Ÿ˜ and me, scared to fall asleep ๐Ÿ˜ถ. Fortunately, by 3 am the train was less crowded and me and Naasim got some space on the the upper decks. There was only enough space to sit. Two guys were sleeping like 69 ( not in a bad way ๐Ÿต). I tried to sleep and it was one hell of a task. I would wake up now and then by the jerking of the train. I had to shift my sitting positions for a millionth time. This went on til 4 or 5 am. By then we crossed Thallassery. Me and Naasim got real seats where the family had sat earlier. I slept soundly for like 1 hour and woke up to the sounds of a vendor selling tea and coffee. I wasn’t sleepy after that.

We bought coffee and now I am sitting at the door drinking coffee. We are passing through MURDESHWAR and one more hour to KUMTA. There isn’t much to say about the view, it is as usual. Still sitting at the door is quite an experience, looking at the landscape passing us fast.

11:00 pm

We are at the hotel. I am the happiest person now๐Ÿ˜Ž. I kind of feel different too. All my “hope diminishing and negative” thoughts have vanished.

GOKARNA is a place worth visiting. ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ It is one of the best pilgrimage spots in India.

We reached KUMTA at about 9 am. The station was quiet and empty, except for some dogs and a group of guys. They seemed to be of our age. We all introduced ourselves to each other and just like us,they too had come to see GOKARNA. One of them had already been here, and according to him, the main things here were beaches and temples ๐Ÿ™„. Well, these two weren’t new to me and the thoughts that – the trip is not gonna be that awesome – was creeping up. What more can beaches show me than that I haven’t seen before? ๐Ÿ˜ I pushed all thoughts back down and walked along with the others.
Within 15 mins, we reached KUMTA bus station. We took a bus to GOKARNA, which was just living the station. I don’t remember much from the bus journey because I slept for the most part. ๐Ÿ˜
The journey must have been an hour long, because we reached GOKARNA by 10:30 am. The stand wasn’t that big,but it was well crowded. We looked around for the way out of the station. There were two ways, one was behind the station and the other to the left of us. It seemed to be main entry/exit for the buses and people. We went that way. At the exit, the road went in left and right directions. To the left, the road disappeared at a turn to the right. One or two shops were open and there wasn’t much crowd. To the right was a street market that stretched for a long distance. The shops were gay, filled with all kinds of colours. As we walked a little farther, a hotel came in to our view. We had lost the other group, so we decided to book a room here, freshen up and then continue our trip. My hopes were back high, the place had a unique feel and I was starting to like it.

By 12:30 pm, me and Naasim had freshened up. We went out again on to streets. Even under the hot sun, the streets were crowded. Taking in the view of the streets, the open markets and the people made me forget that I was walking with an empty stomach. The shops had all kinds of items in wide varieties. The locals and the global tourists buy all the essentials they need at a reasonable cost from these markets. Most of the shops were textile shops and they sold thin and loose cloths. The rates at these shops were reasonably high but they did have foreign customers. For them the costs were reasonable ๐Ÿ˜. There were tattoo shops too. People were getting their permanent/temporary tattoos. Most of the tattoos were of Shiva and other Hindu symbols.

About 2 km from our hotel we came upon a vegetarian restaurant “Pai hotel and milk parlour”. The thoughts of empty stomach came back ๐Ÿ˜. We ordered some chapati and pea curry. I don’t know whether it was because I was hungry, but the food was tasty and felt fresh. We had our brunch and moved on to the beach.

The streets brought a sense of relief even when the sun โ˜€ was burning right above the head. There were many temples along the streets. From the hotel to the beach we passed about 6 temples. Each temples were of different gods. There were 2 GANAPATHI TEMPLE , a MAHABALESHWAR TEMPLE, and others. After a 20 minute walk through the streets, the beach came into view. We moved faster towards the beach and there was a small but wide bridge to cross and there were people sitting on both sides of the bridge begging for money. The line of beggars went on till the street’s end. It wasn’t a beautiful sight but they were in a good place. The tourists were giving them money and there are free food at the temples too. These thoughts brought relief.

We reached the beach by 1:00 am. The view was breathtaking. The beach, clean and well maintained, lay stretched endlessly on one side and on the other side there was a cliff blocking the view to that side. The locals and the tourists are carefull, not to throw around wastes. At the beach entrance, a recorded voice of a women was requesting everyone to reduce the use of plastics and to bring water bottles from home rather than buying from shops to keep the place clean. We moved on to the beach taking in the view of the sea laying stretched to infinity. We moved through the hot sand, getting closer to th sea. The beach wasn’t that crowded. At the beach entrance there were locals bathing and playing in the water.

We walked along the stretched side feeling the wind. As we moved further, there were fewer people except for foreigners, sunbathing. Some were doing yoga and others playing with Frisbee. Most of these foreigners had long threaded hairs (men and women).There were no locals, except for the occasional vendors passing with balloons, sunglasses and other things. The atmosphere was quite peaceful and the place did bring a positive vibe inside me ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡. We sat in the hot sand, watching the waves and the people around.

We didn’t sit much long, the sea was quite tempting ๐Ÿ˜, we got undressed and ran into the sea ๐Ÿ˜‚.
Time did fly fast when in the waters. After swimming and enjoying the salty waters for what felt like an hour, we sat along the shore feeling the wind. Even when the sun was burning above, the wind had a coolling feel. I took my phone to take some photos and the time had me shocked. It was 4:30 am ๐Ÿ˜ฎ. We were in the water for like 3 hours ๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿต. Time did run like a flash.

We got dressed up and traced our steps back to the beach entrance. On the way back, the high cliffs blocking the beach kind of called us to its top ๐Ÿ˜„. We moved towards it. As we got closer, we could see a temple at the bottom of the cliff. The way to the temple was a cemented path from the beach entrance. As we moved closer, the sound of wave after wave crashing against stones was getting louder and louder. The view of the waves crashing at the bottom of the cliff is breathtaking. After a 5 minute walk we reached the base of the RAMA TEMPLE. Right in front of us was a big square pit. There were steps descending to the pit bottom from three sides. Water flowed into the pit from one side and eventhough the temple seemed deserted, there were people bathing under the water flowing in. We came to know that the flowing water was from the mountain stream and it was fresh and pristine. Where the mountain stream emerges from the hill, a tank is built and the water flows from there to the pit. I understood the reason why people were bathing here rather than bathing in the sea. Why bath in salty water or the municipal water at homes when such fresh water flows? I hope it stays fresh for the years to come.

We moved past the pit and up some stairs to the temple entrance. It was a simple temple – a small shrine, a wooden structure with an idol of Rama with his brother Lakshman and his wife Sita.
It is breathtaking to watch the beach with the waves rushing to shore eager to merge with the sands๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ˜˜.

After enjoying the view for sometime, we moved up the hill. There were steps cut into stone up the hill. After a 3 minute climb we reached the top. We were quite tired from the walk along the beach and the climb up, but looking at the beach from that height was worth every ounce of energy used to reach here.

Anyone would stay still for sometime enjoying the view and I took more time to make sure I had the view well seen. I didn’t want to forget something this spectacular and awesome. No one knows how long they would live and I don’t know whether I would live long enough to see anything this mesmerizing again. To the left of where we stood there was a hill facing the sea and the first thought that crossed my mind was, “sunset ๐ŸŒ…” but the time was 5:00 pm, nearly 2 more hours till sunset. We decided to climb the hill at about 6:15 or 6:30. After taking some pictures of the beach, we turned around and that was when we noticed a small single floor building in the middle of the really wide and bare mountain top. There was a structure in front of the building with a roof (like that of huts) supported by some poles and we could make out some chairs and tables under the structure from this distance. We decided to rest there and so, moved towards it. Reaching near the structure, we found out that it was a restaurant. We ordered some drinks and sat there, enjoying the drinks “with a view” ๐Ÿ‘ŒโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜.

Sitting there and watching the sea was addictive. I could sit there all day and I wouldn’t need a phone or anything else to entertain me. For anyone who visits Gokarna, this is a must visit place ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ and Gokarna should be a must visit place for any travel enthusiasts. It is worth every moment.

I turned my attention towards the building, there were nice drawings on the walls. We came to know that it was a dormitory hotel. The rate was 400 per bed. I regret not knowing about this place before. Imagine waking up in the morning and the first thing you see – as you come out of your room – is the vast sea and a beach ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ. It would be one hell of a blessing ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. But all I could do was “imagine”, we had already paid in advance for two days at our hotel and there was no refund ๐Ÿ˜.
I went towards the hotel to see the artwork more clearly. There was a drawing of a big dreamcatcher covering the whole wall between two adjacent doors, a big hookah, and a ohm symbol with a flower like design at its bottom.

Each of the three drawings were between adjacent doors. I noticed a girl drawing something on the right end wall of the building. She seemed to be in her 20s, maybe one or two years older than me. She was a foreigner, so wasn’t sure about the age ๐Ÿ˜. I went to her to see what she was drawing and she was drawing GANAPATHI.

We got to know each other and it was her who did all the drawings on the wall. She was from Australia and had finished Hotel Management from there, and now living a cheap life here to, quoting her, “learn about oneself”. She had travelled through most part of India and she said that life has never been this interesting and adventurous ever in her life before. We said our goodbyes and I walked back to the restaurant.

Walking back I couldnt stop thinking about what she said, I couldn’t agree less. Life has never been interesting for me back home like it is now. I envy her life. She is living her life as she loves, unlike the vast majority of this world and it is a blessing to be able to live like that.

Me and Naasim sat at the restaurant for half an hour more and left off to climb the hill for the sunset. After a 5 min walk we were at the top. When I say top, I mean the highest point there and yeah ๐Ÿ‘Œ everything was fantastic from that height !!!! ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜, the sea sparkling with a orange shade from the sun’s reflection, it was just like the ending scenes from PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES, where Henry Turner (Bretton Thwaites) is looking at the sea for his father Will Turner (Orlando Bloom), except there was no pirate ship here at Gokarna.

The view is unforgettable and I am one of the luckiest of human beings to witness something this spectacular. We stood there till the sea drowned the sun spreading a reddish glow to the sky for sometime ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ˜˜.
We came down the hill and decided to visit the Kudle beach on the other side of the mountain. After a 20 minute walk over and down the mountain, we reached KUDLE BEACH. The time was past 7. The beach wasn’t dead, there were still people. We moved along the beach. There were rarely any locals, almost everyone were foreigners. Some of them were selling handmade bracelets and necklaces with rare stones attached to it. The bracelets were so beautifully crafted and the lowest rate was Rs.1000/-. There were fortune tellers and palm readers. Some where seelling herbal tea. The beach was busy. Nearly half way through the beach, there was a group playing a guitar, flute and a tapping thing and a girl was singing. We sat there enjoying the music and the song. After the girl, another girl started singing and this went on and on. In front of this group, there was this guy doing awesome tricks with lit balls. They were attached to short rubber ropes (which wasn’t exactly visible in the dark) . He had two of these things in both hands and was rotating them around him in different ways and the darkness and the changing lights were making ball movements really great to watch.

The guy was really good and after him a lady started doing the same thing with her own moves. We sat there enjoying everything for a long time. I wish I could live on a beach like this always. I forgot all my worries and tensions sitting there and I didn’t want to go anywhere else from a place like that. Somehow with a lot of effort we turned back to our hotel, and when I say lot of effort, I mean it, it wasn’t easy to get up and move away from that place. It was like, there was this something that was pulling us back and it was pulling hard. Somehow we traced our steps back till we reached a road. We walked back along the road instead of going over the barren lands of the hill at night. After a 15 minute walk, we reached the open market. We had entered the market through a different part and it took us sometime to find the route to our hotel. The streets were so busy at the time. There was a small festival going on, on the streets. It was part of the four day Shiva Ratri festival.

Here Shiva Ratri is celebrated with grant fanfare. There was a band beating on drums and they were going towards one of the temples. A small chariot was moving behind the band. In front of the band there was a pathway made by a row of poles standing perpendicular to the ground with its upper end on fire. It was a beautiful scene. We watched the possession pass by, went past them, had dinner from the PAI restaurant and reached our hotel.
Writing about the journey is fun. I get to rememeber and relive those beautiful moments once again, but I regret not being able to fully explain how I felt during each memorable moments of today. What I have written is just a small fraction of what I felt about the places I visited today. I believe that, anyone who visit GOKARNA after reading this, would definitely want to add more about this place. I can promise you that, this place won’t let you be disappointed.