Just like Goa, the French styled city of Pondicherry too is known for its
pristine and crystal-clear beaches. But one does not see the same jostling
crowds on its golden white sands and beaches.
Therefore, a
visit to Paradise Island should not be missed if you want to forget the
world. The beach is in fact, located right at the mouth of the Chunnambar
backwaters. This place is considered a paradise as it is flanked by a
creek on one side and dark mangroves on the other side.
There is something magical when one goes on a winding journey from a
river to the endless expanse of a sea. Traveling in a steamer and enjoying the
windy, choppy journey, I ask you to visualize my thrilling experience in just
three minutes. It is not just the Arabian Sea but even on the Bay of Bengal
and the eastern coast of India, one gets such moments to take up such
escapades once in a while.
As we were winding up our visit to Pondicherry, Loganathan, our
guide-cum-driver who took us to most of the sights in this old French colonial
town, was insistent that we should not miss this incredible experience.
Although we had hardly any time at our disposal since we were taking the night
bus back to Bengaluru, he dropped us off at the Chunnambar Boat office by 3
pm. I was already exhausted as it was a hot Tuesday afternoon and pretty
sticky and sweltering even in the month of January.
A couple of young guys announced that the boat was ready. I looked around
and did not see anything. Then they asked us to leave our footwear and walk
up to the boat. It was just getting more and more curious.
As we walked, the ground looked deceptively dry and cracked from the lack of
moisture. One step in and the underlying clay announced its presence in the
most slippery way. Slipping and sliding along we reached the boat. This was
no place to make a splash in life.
The multipurpose boat was used for both fishing and birding. I was not even
remotely mentally prepared for this kind of ride. As five of us sat balanced
on the rim, hanging on to the boat and the camera was quite a challenge.
There were no life jackets and while others boasted about their swimming
skills, I held on tighter to the rim. Even as flocks and flocks of
spoonbills, openbills, ibis, terns and ducks flew by, there was little I
could do other than gawk.
Earlier in the Otter story, I had spoken about the morning adventure in
Tungabhadra backwaters.This, in an attempt to see the long-legged beauties
that come to these backwaters for some lodging and boarding during the
winter months.Yes, the flamingos.
I had been harping about seeing these birds forever. Pompayya Sir had
put together a fine little itinerary for the day to ensure that I would not
have to leave without seeing them during this visit.The day started pretty
early, still not bright outside as we drove towards Ankasamudra for a brief
stop. Any bird lover in and around Karnataka would be well aware of the
haven this place is for birds from all over.
We were there to
meet Vijay Ittigi and Raju, who were among the key players in getting this
place declared as a bird sanctuary. Since most newspapers have that story,
I'll just stick to my experience here. Most of which was fascinating enough
for me to keep scooping my jaw off the floor.
Their sounds and numbers make their distinctive presence and lifts the
very mood of a person visiting Prayagraj. If people throng and crowd the
Triveni Sangam every year from across the world - not to be left behind,
the gusty seagulls from Siberia come calling for their winter halt in
Prayagraj, the holiest city of India.
For once in my life, I was pretty excited as I was going with a group of
friends and relatives to one of the holiest cities in India, Prayagraj.
Although my visit had nothing to do with anything holy, I had always
wanted to see the Yamuna as she is here a major partner compared to the
Ganga. Although everyone dissuaded me not to travel during the Ardh Kumb
time, my mind was made up and I was pretty curious to see the biggest
gathering of humans in one city, therefore, nothing could stop me, cholera
or the crowds.