By telling us your country of residence we are able to provide you with the most relevant travel insurance information.
Please note that not all content is translated or available to residents of all countries. Contact us for full details.
Shares
December 4, she said, mild depression January 4, I decided, wild vacation Traversing through the woods in the intercity rail, To achieve nothing - my holy grail Gazing out at the fresh green, then across, noticing the charming family pack Lullabied into a pendulum slumber by the train track (here’s a pun, to add to some whack) Just as I flipped another page of my Jerry Pinto, “What are you reading? Can I take a look?” said the man, eyeing it with a squint “Oh, sure” and so began the usual banter, now with a glint I learnt of the Biblical origins of his name, and before we knew, Pavel and I found ourselves arrived, waiting at the taxi stand undecidedly, until there remained just a few “Where are you headed?” “I don’t know” So, we hopped onto a taxi, asked the driver to drop us along a familiar route Only to find my dear traveller friend, Hrishik, roaming about Mysterious and kind, graciously offering to walk us to a makeshift bamboo shack He insisted, “Just a short walk. Come on, let me carry your backpack” And just like that, with ease and breeze, some company for my tired feet, Slipping over majestic rocks, we paused, expanding our sight into where the blues greet Each other, in blur and a silent usher Sand for floor, candle flame for light, waves to wake up to, My humble abode was just right But the gods had other plans - Off we went from Half-moon beach to Paradise, As Hrishik, a blessing in disguise, offered his hammock for a sweet paralyze, In the dead of the night, the night was alive with stars beaming into our eyes, “You want to see planktons in the ocean? This is the time.” Ecstatic, I stripped out of my clothes, made a run for the sea, And whaaaaaaaat did I see? Living stars in the ocean that moved with me Splashing myself with this bioluminescence, filled with such effervescence I took a dip and another, downed a sip and went further, to be engulfed by what they call The Rumi Essence The surface of the sea was indeed a mirror to the sky above me! I dipped in nature, I slept in nature, tossed away the concrete ceiling Lapped in a blanket, swung in a hammock, palm shade for the dreamy morning eyes, Here I am putting words to this inexplicable healing I didn’t expect anything of what unfolded But I’m glad I went ahead anyway, blindfolded Only to be remolded.