Hey fellas,right now am enjoying a bright sunny wintery morning which is surely blissful after a prolonged shroud of gloominess.Finally the adamant Sun has step out of its cocoon.Besides,the morning has something more special to whisper in my ears I.e the nostalgic messages of my voyage(ummm the “voyage” word making me feel like the Vasco Da gama,Happy to be so!) .So I heard,that travel makes you a storyteller,if so then I have surely transcended into one.But “Andaman & Nicobar Islands”speaks story not by words but pictures.
Nature here plonks showpieces happily.Today it marks the anniversary of my last travel saga I.e kashmir,so I choose this date to unveil another.While in kashmir it was bit difficult to connect to the locals,Andaman scenario was different.The ocean,greens,sunsets ,sunrises and people had its unique hospitality.
In today’s world when all are in a rat race to achieve more and more,it is indeed a Herculean job to find such a part where resides the satisfied ones who even left the all glittery and shiny metro cities to dwell here…Surprisingly their pride is not confined within a limited space but in all kinds of jobs irrespective of big or small..Today India is a shelter of numerous beggars but Andaman falls short of beggars and to me “Incredible India” exists here…. Life’s journey would be incomplete if no travel.To quote Tennyson.. “To sail beyond the sunset and the baths
Of all the western stars,until I die” Travelling is unravelling and exploring life to the very core enriching our existence.Therefore do travel …
© Pictures : Sanchali chakraborty