Published in Children;s World Magazine
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You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
You’ll be very happy to know that our school organized an
excursion trip to Andaman and Nicobar Islands.
It was like dream come true when my father agreed on my going.
I wish you could have been with me too, but don’t worry ,
I’ll narrate all the exciting things, we saw there.
You know, there I saw the blazing Barren Island
where nobody can dare go. I’m using the word ‘dare’ because there is a reason
to it. You’ll agree with me, when you know the reality. Yes…buddy, hold your
breath and hear! It is an island of active volcano, which emits lava all the
time , that too in the middle of Bay of Bengal. So now you see reaching there is virtually
impossible.
When I first heard that we’ll be going to Andamans , I was
all pepped up by the thought that we’ll get a chance to see The Bay of Bengal and have joy rides in
huge ships. Also when I heard that we’ll be seeing the blazing island, a wave
of fear ran down my spine. I had mixed feeling of joy and fear.
“Wonder whether Tsunami had any effect here” I contemplated.
Well on 14th
Feb’06 we took flights from Delhi
to Chennai and from Chennai to Portblair.
After a night’s halt at Chennai we resumed our flight the
next day for Portblair.
I was on clouds of nine as this was my very first
air journey. Sitting next to the window the clouds passing by seemed so near, I
could extend my hands and catch them. When the plane was landing at Portblair
airport our earth looked very beautiful. It appeared somebody had splashed blue and green marble painting on it.. Then
the thought flashed; “God is really a great artist.” By the way, I thought I’ll
let you know, that Portblair is the capital of Andaman Nicobar Islands.
On 15th morning around10.30am alighting the flight ,we headed straight to the guest house.
Our travel agent was very near to our guest house. He informed that 9 pm sharp our ship voyage would
start. By 8.30 we reached at Phoenix
Jetty. Our Grand Ship ‘Strait
Island ‘ majestically stood in the moor. In front of
us lay the dark and vast Bay of Bengal. Farther
ahead in the horizon, small islands glittered in the night. The lights lit in peoples’ homes made the whole island twinkle
with its lights. In the night these seemingly floating twinkling islands looked
very beautiful.
Our ship was connected to the jetty with 2,3 wooden planks
joined together. We boarded the ship well in time and were taken to the lowest
20 seater AC cabin. It suddenly occured
as if I was cut off from the outer world.
“ Oh” I sighed, “ how
am I going to see the ship sail on the water?”
Our ship had taken its speed. I desperately wanted to go on
the upper decks and see the ship sailing on the water. On request one of the
crew staff brought us up. The whole ship was in pitch dark. Flashing the torch
light he brought us to the railing. The sea and the ship were entirely engulfed
in darkness. I became restless. The sea looked black and our ship was moving in
darkness too….all this reminded me of the picture ‘Titanic’ . Shiver ran down
my spine.It all seemed quite eerie to
me. We turned back to go. On our way we
entered the control room. All the captains
were glued to their respective work. There was pin drop silence. The
captain on the steering wheel had his eyes fixed in front. The flash light from
the top of the ship was falling straight in front of the water for direction. With a very pensive mood I
reached back to my cabin. Seeing the lights in the room I felt some sort of
relief. The room was filled with an aroma of food as most of the people had
opened their tiffins to eat. A sudden churing in the stomach was a clear
indication that I was hungry too. We quickly had our food. The lights of the
room became dim I stretched myself lazily on the chair, and don’t know when sleep took over me.
Suddenly a voice came ringing in the ears, “Get up..quickly,
..everyone go upstairs….we have reached the Barren Island.”
I got up with a jerk, “Is it
3 pm….have we
reached?”
The crew member smiled at me, “Yes..Yes..its 3 pm…Come on be quick …You all have to
go up on the topmost deck.
Again in the torchlight
we were all taken upstairs. “Damn the darkness. We have not come to see
the darkness here” I cribbed in utter disgust.
No sooner had we reached the top ,the sight that stood in
front of us, left us spellbound and dumbfold.
I was in complete awe of what I saw. At a distance of a mile
stood a huge Blazing Barren Mountain Island. The lava thrown out appeared like large chunks of burning red coal
strewn here and there. If we joined the pieces in a line , it made the letter
‘S’. The topmost part of the mountain
was conical. Thick smoke was coming out of it. In between we saw some light
coming up out of it. It happened two three times and then like a bubble burst out. What a sight it was! Mesmerised I held my breath and ogled at this Barren Mountain
.First time in my life I was experiencing
a volcano live. The cinders of the lawa were burning but the vast sea
acted as a cooling agent and a protective shield .That’s why it seemed to be
a peaceful ,barren, volcanic island. It was such an experience: I don’t think
I’ll ever forget it.
Eventually I came out of my trance. I heard voices like .Ah..Oh..How beautiful…etc. I looked around. People were clicking pictures and expressed there
feelings of joy as well.
I quickly took out my camera and clicked many photographs. Due
to distance it didn’t come out so well , yet could capture some impressions of
it. I’ll send you some of them.
Our ship had started its return voyage, and in the eastern sky, twilight, with its streaks of redness was
taking away the entire darkness. The sea too was coming out of the darkness. A
serene blue hue of the dawn had swept over the entire sea .The cool breeze
coming from it was very soothing. It played with our hair, face and body.. I
just caught on to the railing and watched every bit of it.
Slowly and gently our Sun God emerged out of the sea (so it seemed)., a cool
round ball of dark saffron colour . our
dear Sun too had a dip in the sea and
had risen in the sky all fresh and cool. I Bowed my head with reverence . For me this moment was very
heavenly, and heart touching as I had seen the sunrise too for the first time.
In a little while the
Sun was shining in its full brilliance. Its
silvery rays had spread over the entire
sea .As the ship was moving ahead the silvery pitter patter of the rays
also kept
moving .The silvery pitter was also taking its joy ride with
us. .as if it wanted to be friends with us. The whole scene was breathtaking
The rotators in the
rear of the ship were emitting huge gurgling froth in the water which continued for quite
some distance and divided the sea into two parts. Standing on the right side of
the railing we first enjoyed this rear view and then we focused sideways.
All of a sudden we felt few birds flew just above the
water and then went inside it.
‘Oh look…The flying birds’ I squealed to my friends.
‘They are not birds…..They are flying fish’. A voice of the
co-passenger came from the back.
Turning around I looked inquisitively at the person who had
commented .He again reaffirmed, “ These are flying fish.”
In a little while another flight of fish flew above the
water and dived at length.
“See…See… flying fish.”my friends also joined in. “They had
tiny wings…how wonderful” They chorused.
As our ship was cutting through the water , these fish
getting scared would fly off above the
water and then dive into it. It was a
very novel and amusing scene for me. We enjoyed it thoroughly for a pretty some
time.
Our voyage was coming to an end. The surface of the water
had such intricate designs made on it
In a distance we could see our destination. Slowly and
deftly our ship was moored at The Phoenix Jetty. We all jumped out of the ship
and joyfully went back to our guest house.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading this letter.In my next letter
I’ll tell you about the cellular Jail.
