.....as the train wud slowly inch its way towards Home Signal at the Puri Station of Odisha state of India , the roar of the Breakers of the Bay of Bengal would be heard clearly .....as those days , population was sparse, nd construction between the RS & Beach were few .....hence the roar nd our childlike delight....!!!... of a memorable vacation to Jaganathdham Puri , where the presiding deity is Lord Jagannath in the Jagannath Temple of Puri dham ...a must pilgrimage .....as generations of our Guardian ancestors wud make it a point to visit at least once in a life time.....as we moved away frm the Rly stn the sound of the waves wud increase nd our heart beats enhanced ......as the Puri beach is a fabulous one with strong high waves & kilometres of pristine beach.....the ubiquitous 'Nuliya' : boatman , dark tanned , trim & fit donning Conical caps of Colorful Cowrie shells , with inflated Tubes guiding many a tourist into the deep sea, with the Sun shining bright , his skin dark , glistening , as he wud make us , hoist us up over a huge breaker , teaching us the technique of negotiating same .....as Neil the Kid brother wud stay away on the shore nd wud wail , much to our amusement as if we were all lost in the sea .....!!!....scary it was sometimes as my elder sisters got swept away & sucked into the vortex of a huge breaker upon its return frm the shore , luckily the sea was kind , never to retain anything , throwing thm back as we watched horrified ......the early morn Sun rise nd fishermen returning frm the sea with their booty , a load of Silvery Catch nd we jostling to hv a view ......relentlessly though the Waves wud crash with a thud nd the sound wud wane ,only, as we moved away towards the Temple....the Evening beach stroll with vendors blowing their Conch shells nd Sweet meat selling briskly was a treat....those were the days of complete relaxations with parents nd siblings ......as , recently as last week , as I was relaxing at a beach Villa here , a handshake distance away frm the sea , I cud hear the same thud of the breakers breaking relentlessly , ringing a familiar bell in my mind's eye nd the kids enjoying every bit of it ......!!!!!
.....Rojnamcha...!!! the Indian Ocean Diary having being initiated in 2010 is very close to Heart....journey of an Indian Doctor's service in a remote land...!!!
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