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Diving deep into the dream of fantasies in the gems of the miniature islands of Andaman and Nicobar located deep in the territories of Bay of Bengal. Hustling down the unchosen avenues among the beeline islands at North Bay we landed at Coral Island. Encircled with the sheath of natural beauties, the place felt to be a joyous kid with great pomp and show of fauna and flora everywhere. As a kid, it went fascinating over all the vibrance activities over that island but something interesting happened that next day. A prolific shoot from the National Geographic Channel was set up and all the joyous team was interviewing many of the visitors of the territories. Being a teen I bumped to the exaggerated crowd, Somebody from my bunch of friends pushed me with all enthusiastic cheers of joy to the podium where luckily they asked me a question about what the island. The answer was in a flash "the REEFS". Pouring with some other questions their team gave a lucky stand to view coral reefs. The following day after breakfast we were made a beeline for the Coral Island at the North Bay, where swimming was on offer as was the glass base pontoon ride. The ride went quite interesting as everything was bustling like a movie while looking down the glass with goosebumps all around. A few moments later the ride stopped in the middle of nowhere. The only view on both sides was the horizons which felt like I am in the brim to the doors of heavens. That next moment the instructors produced some black packets and asked me to wrap yourself. Knowing to dive into the sea my body was shivering with jampacked of emotions. Muffling the swimmer's jumpsuit and following some of the emergencies protocols along with oxygen mask I was all ready to nosedive the baffled sea full of bewilderedness. Following the scuba diving instructor and his mode of action in the lonely sea felt me like dreams in the middle of the sea. Flapping the wings of the scuba suit, adhering the instructor's move I came to a spot in the middle of the ocean. All say seeing is believing I felt that statement running down the brains. The coral reefs looked so ravishing and the place was all inhabited with the seashells, miniatures of sea creepers, star-fishes and varieties of polyps shivering with tiny movements. Always had a dream of striding the life under the sea which was coming true. Taking some routes we came across many sea animals and plants which looked stunning with the ray of sunlight glamouring over them. The oysters looked like diamonds studded in the middle of the reefs with a tinch of shine at one side. Coming across various reefs we head forward to the largest reef over that are and that looked gigantic and spread across miles in the marine life. Following that, it was all over and the ferry reached near the spot of the upswing. After the voyage, it all felt like a matter of a few momentary seconds but roughly an hour had passed under the belt. While advancing the shore all my friends were happily waiting on the other side. Stepping down the ferry made me realise I was alighting my dreams to reality and all my friends were waiting for me encircling with loads of shouts and making we feel no less than celebrities. The narration of the one-hour long voyage chronicles to the NAT GEO team as well to the kith and kin revived all the memories of that one short drive. Succeeding the day, we packed our backs to another island in the provinces of Andaman. Taking the way to the voyage in the cruise to Havelock Island and capturing the enchantress sunrise behind my lens. The freaking tiny vacations in the waters of Bay of Bengal was an amusement ride of breath-taking natural beauty wrapping up in the warmth of nature. It makes me nostalgic every time I remember the watery ride with a pinch of good old golden memories.