The sea is one of the wonders of the world. There are thousands of wonders and mysteries hidden in the deep waters of the sea. So there is no question about the desire of travel thirsty Bengalis to travel by sea. Today's presentation is a sea voyage experience with a sea voyage experience.
Introduction:
One of the best experiences in human life is the travel experience. Travel gives people a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, temporarily freeing themselves from the monotony of daily life. Bengalis are naturally a traveler. According to a very common proverb, mustard is under the feet of Bengalis; That's why they can't stay in one place for very long.
I am also one of such travel-loving Bengalis. At least twice a year, I travel somewhere to get rid of the monotonous daily life. Sometimes I run for the purpose of touching the past history, sometimes I run for the liberation from this mechanical city civilization in the lap of nature.
Most recently I arrived at sea for such a trip. Although I have been to the sea many times before, this time the experience is completely unique and fancy. The presentation of this report is for the purpose of expressing that experience.
Location selection:
Before going on a trip, it is important to make specific plans for that trip. It is not possible to have a beautiful travel experience without proper planning. And perhaps the most important part of this plan is choosing a place to travel. This time, from the beginning of the travel plan, I had decided to go for a sea trip.
But the question was where the sea! The answer to that question was found while planning a trip with the family. The journey of a middle-class Bengali with a sudden plan of words means that the sure destination will be 'Dipuda' - meaning Digha or Puri or Darjeeling. Surely without exception we also decided to make the sea of Digha a destination for travel this year.
Routes and destinations:
I have visited Digha several times before, mainly by bus or car. But this time my tour is by rail. On the appointed day we set off from Howrah station on the Shatabdi Express in the morning for Digha. I got on the train and after a while I finished my breakfast with luchi curry brought from home.
Then I looked out the window and saw the green form of the earth outside the train and proceeded towards the destination. Through the train window I could see the trees, the rivers, the fields moving backwards; People are working hard to earn a living. Office commuters are going to the office, farmers are cultivating in the village fields, laundry is washing clothes in small canals or beels.
Thus, about four hours after the start of the journey, our train reached Digha. After getting off the train and walking some distance, the soft sound of the sea was coming to my ears. Then after a short walk we reached the hotel which had been booked beforehand. Absolutely beautiful hotel by the beach. I rolled my eyes.
First day at the beach:
Arriving at the hotel, we left our bags and rested for about half an hour and reached the beach. When I reached there, I saw that the sea was rough. Muhurmuhu big waves are crashing on the shore of the sea. As well as the sound of the wind and the roar of the sea. But there is no possibility of disaster; The sun is shining in the sky, but the sun is not feeling the heat.
Some distance away people are bathing in the waves of the sea; We sat on the sand on the beach for a while. I don't know how long it took to sit on the sand and look at the waves, Sambit returned at the call of a peddler. He is selling dabs. After buying a water-filled dab from him, we went down to bathe in the sea.
I could not go far that day due to the high incidence of waves. After a while, the waves came crashing down on me, and I was falling on the sand again and again. Those who have never bathed in the sea will never understand the sweetness of this experience.
Old Digha beach:
The first day we arrived was spent resting and swimming. The next day we reached Digha for the purpose of visiting the old beach. When I reached the old Digha, I saw that the crowd there was more than the new Digha. Shops, markets and houses are scattered all around. When I reached the beach, I saw that there was no such thing as a beach.
The sea has engulfed almost the entire beach in its surging waves. Arrangements have been made to stop the waves by throwing large boulders on the sea shore. But who can stop the power of nature. Here the form of the sea is more turbulent; The roar of the waves is even greater.
Standing on the shore of the sea, I realized that the big waves were coming and falling on the big boulders, and the waves were crashing on us. This amazing form of strangely enchanting and terrifying sea.
An afternoon at Talsari beach:
On the third day of our journey we reached Talsari, a strangely beautiful place not far from Digha. Here are all the tall trees standing in rows by the sea; Mostly unfamiliar to me. We went to Talsari to have lunch. The sun is then tilted slightly from the middle sky to the west. It was strangely beautiful to see that form of the sun through the gaps in the leaves of the trees.
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