Sunday, February 8, 2015

The Smile - Written and return Journey (3)

So ! where was I.. @ Madurai, with Mr Kumar.
Umm.. He was bit worried and insisting us to spend the night at his home. tongue emoticonAs I expressed the desire of travelling to the next destination, of which I wasn't sure when this journey started. But he understood,when I told.. "Kumar sahab, .. I'm sorry.. We shall depart now.. I want to see him as he wakes up, I want to see him rise"... "You are really crazy Areeb, have fun and drive safe", he laughingly said. "Assalamualaikum Mr Kumar" and we left the place.

We were about to hit the NH7 (National Highway). But Bhanumathi received Mom's call. Ah, I was prepared with a lie to counter her worries. I'm sorry maa, I had to.. I told her that I won't be driving at night but I had already started, Towards the end of this unplanned journey, towards the southernmost part of this country, *Kanyakumari!*






Just to experience, the Sun, the rise, from the tip and at the confluence. Where Bay of Bengal, Indian Ocean and Arabian Sea meet..

Few Hours down, on the road, it was still dark and we finally reached a place where they are guided by Isa A.S.

After climbing a watchtower, waiting eagerly for that moment. That's when he started to yawn, in that dense blanket of clouds. He woke up.. people gathered around cheering loud as he rose.. Splendid and Speechless time it was, When I again heard and this time it was loud "Fabi ayyi aala'I rabbikuma tukazzibaaaan"


Aaah.. I made it.. I was there.. I saw that sunrise. One of a kind.. smile emoticon



Then, we switched off the GPS, to stroll around the place. Surprisingly, we found a land, a beach with nobody around.. as if like, the whole place was abandoned for us,to meet the confluence itself. The whole place was consumed with one voice, The roar, those huge water bodies together, yet so calm..


I was wondering, making the most of this feeling. Which I still cherish..Childishly, as I saw myself standing at the tip of India, facing the open waters tongue emoticon.


It was the moment, welcoming me with that touch, caressing my feet.. Ah, it was something.. And yes, it was worth !
But still, the question remains.. Areeb, What's next?

Mai, Meri Masti, Bhaanumathi aur Diamond..


From the travel Journals of Areeb Ahmed..

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