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"Wish I could be just an other eye for the world explorers, who are living the most meaningful lives, one always dreamt of." I always wanted to encounter the darkest yet beautiful-est clandestine of the deep cerulean colour, both upwards and downwards. Darkest yet beautiful-est, sounds ambiguous, right? But not fanatical! My time arrived, the jejune verisimilitude inside me was ready to explore, ready to limn the world, ready to adumbrate a new panoptic picture. "We leave at the first light", said the other folk. I took the blithe of me with myself and asked the peremptory to be at home, watch the buildings making their way into the sky. On our way to the anonymous island. Some say it's seraphic, some say it's diabolic, hard to tell the ratiocination behind it. My grandfather, an octagenerian, when I asked him, "how it was like at your time, grandad?" He smiled at me and said, "It was peaceful. Things were in order by nature itself not humans." He added, "Technology was there, but it was controllable." Now I wonder why he used to talk about zen, being aloof, a naturalist he is, period. The sun is out, glittering the water, like it always does. The pillow of winds is such a calliphony, soothes your whole body. The prevalent ominous colour of sea looks at me intrepidly. I never felt so magnanimous, I never felt so strong, I never felt so free, I never felt so far from home yet so close. The comeliness of the see holds the secrets and I guess, am not sagacious enough to penetrate it or get through me. So, I just whispered the words of wisdom, "Let it be!" Yes, Indeed one of the best classic by the Liverpool boys who never came back. Recalling nostalgia! The sun is going down to the horizon with every minute passing by. The colour upwards is quite anachronistic. It's cerulean, it's prussian, it's magenta, it's orange, all together. The Ravens are flying like there's no tomorrow. Me and the others didn't talk much, we all were too occupied in our loquacity with the nature itself. I laid down, to talk more, stretched my legs, being a cheshire cat, with my hands on the floor and there I am, with my untrammeled numinous thoughts. A pellucid and coruscating view, not to obfuscate but extol myself. I know how it all begins, a laughter and life starts with no sins. But compunctions and pain is what we leave behind. Remember, I am still a naive? I never got the full of sky but I did get the gist from it, "Carpe diem!" The propinquity to the greens is almost negligible. Here, we took our first step on the ground since our mesmerising day. The efflorescent nature is breathtaking, the oleaginous soil at the bank didn't let us sink. I wish I could have an inveterate lifestyle here, perhaps. No repository for food or water. Our stomachs were full though, full of the satisfaction from voyage we just had. Self satisfaction is a state of mind, remember that. We moved more into the greens, suddenly heard some noises from the bushes, we followed it. An ocular representation of the endangered flora and fauna. Some which were extinct but preponderance were in endangered ones. The results of the incorrigible act, the mankind had committed. Don't we all deserve the same faith? It's a bio diversity for a reason, right? For once, I was aghast after seeing it through my own eyes. But after a second, I felt happy. I am still glad to see that there's someone up above still protecting them. Isn't it weird? I went for exploring the clandestine, and here I am, guess I am not too wise for it. Guess no one is! Still a lot to learn, Grasshopper!