My first trip to Vaishnodevi was unimpressive. Climbing was hard, and it only served to highlight how badly out of shape I was, while my in-laws managed to cope so much better. Further, I hadn’t quite realized that the cave experience wouldn’t be the same as I had imagined, since the original cave was only opened at certain times a year, and that we only entered a newly created tunnel, one far easier to access, and hence more manageable with the crowds that thronged the mountain shrine. The resulting experience at the shrine, for barely a fraction of a second, hardly compared to what I had expected / imagined / heard about. So, for me, Vaishnodevi was like any other temple, nothing to write home about, something that was reflected (though not explicitly mentioned) in the blog post I wrote then.
I sit by the shore, enjoying the solitude it offers me, only the mountains, the rocks and the water, for company....
Watching the waves, as they rush to the shore....
Building up momentum, as if they can't wait....
And then, frothing into nothingness, merging with the sand.
I watch the huge rocks, which stand tall....
As they have stood for aeons, braving the sun, the sand and the sea.
I watch the waves lash on the rocks......
Their spray wetting everything in sight....
It almost appears as if there is a game afoot....
A game that has been played for centuries....
A game that makes no sense to me, but if only those rocks and waves could speak, what stories they could tell us!
For now, I can do little but watch....
Feeling incredibly small and insignificant.....
Under the gaze of these pillars of nature, which stand strong but calm...
Even those which aren't as majestic, on a closer look...
Reveal shells and barnacles they have provided a home to...
Tiny creatures, delicate, fragile, find a haven within......
Remnants of algae, probably from the bottom of the sea, find their way here too....
Reminding us of another land, under the sea........
As the sun begins its downward journey, it seems to put it all in perspective - the sun, the sky, the mountains, the land, and of course, the sea....
What a beautiful sight it is! As I get up to go back in, and join the throng of people in the cafe, I wonder -
What it is that makes this scene so beautiful?
Is it the mountains, standing tall in the water, in spite of being lashed by the waves day in and day out?
Is it the water, the waves which now seem so calm, yet lashing the rocks over and over again, with no respite at all?
Is it this clash which lies at the core of this beautiful sight?
Is it, in fact, a clash?
Or is it, the perfect balance?
That exists in nature....
Which shows us...
That we can exist together, in perfect harmony, in perfect peace...
No matter how different we all are.
Amazing sight, amazing clicks and amazing description!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Varsha! good to see you here!
DeleteBeautiful images! I love this beach.
ReplyDeleteThanks Niranjan!
Deletenice..i have huge set of such beautiful pics I took during sunrise at Om beach..lemme try if a photoblog can be stitched together.. thanks :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures particularly the close ups!
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