My first lone trip to the distant Andaman islands. Alone as in first ever long trip where I travelled all alone throughout. I always wanted to visit a group of islands water locked facing towards the vast endless oceans. It makes me think that is there a world beyond the waters? The water makes us feel lonely and it seems that we are at the edge of the world. The world ends here; not any farther.
The sea has its own life, it struggles, breathes, shows anger, stays calm, reacts, gets excited and frowns often. It's intriguing to watch all these emotions. The palm and coconut trees swings to the tune of the humid winds. The dark clouds, well, they are omnipresent in this part of the world.
Travelling alone makes you realize what your fears are. And gives you many reasons to do away with them specially if u travel alone. Watching these islets in the sea, it seems that nature has its own society and any human interference strikes so alien and just destroys the their harmony and serenity like civilized people entering a tribal area. The people our here are so very human very kind and nice. Watching them it makes us realize that we actually need very little money and that money is not everything. One major thing to be enjoyed here is nature. Trek into the hearts of the evergreen forests, swim across the seas, explore the dark corners of the islands.
The swift breeze on the beaches or Hills which fills you with zest and instill in you a mystic energy that remains for a very very long time. And shouting at the corners of the coast "is anyone out there" and not getting any answer is very satisfying. Like any other trips, there are certainly few takeaways from this journey. The most important is travel to know who you are, what you like and to know what you love.
