One has to be really lucky to discover a beach that is far from being commercialized in a country of 1.2 billion people. Our road trip took us to one such beach that is less popular hence more inviting.
“Bewildered, we call up the care taker to guide us. He emerges from the very trail fueling our apprehensions.“
We carefully drive down the muddy descend to land in an open space interspersed by hand built wooden cottages. Built on a slight height, this cottage with a bed and an attached bathroom is the best way to spend some quiet time in the wilderness away from the maddening crowds. I sit on the steps, slowly sipping the hot tea and listen to the constant chirping of birds. A dog at a distance wags its tail as though to welcome us to his space. As I walk further towards the edge of the hill, I see an isolated boulder half submerged in water, a silent witness to the fierce waves crashing against the Western Ghats. Like Gulliver gazing over the Lilliput beach occasionally marked by its tiny inhabitants, I stand there in awe .
|Wooden Cottage in the wilderness
“It is a refreshing site to find people uninterested in what others are doing.”
|Our long meal: Pasta at Sunset Cafe|
|The setting sun casts a spell|
As the crowd starts returning to their shacks, we warm ourselves with a shawl and watch the ball of fire cast a spell on the water. As the sun meets the sea, we lie down and let a million stars shine down on us.
Have you ever found such hidden heaven?
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