My sister was coming to Varkala for the first time. It was my third time. Varkala is a small town in South Kerala. When my parents asked me what I wanted to do during my holiday to Kerala, I could only think of one place I wanted to go to. After the long drive, we reached the Helipad, a locale in Varkala that overlooks the sea. It is so beautiful that your breath literally stops. The day we went, it was cloudy; there was greyness in the sky. It was hard to make out where the sea ended and the sky began. You need to visualize this, or look at my photos.
After putting our bags in the resort, we went for a walk along the narrow path on the cliff. One side of this path is lined with stores selling beach wear or Indian artefacts. From a bikini set to an idol of some Indian goddess, you can find everything able to lure a tourist. The other side of this path is the sea, except that it is 50 ft below. Varkala is the only place in Southern Kerala where the cliffs are found adjacent to the Arabian Sea.
We reached at night, so the entire pathway looked like a long glow worm. You could stare at this glow worm for hours, as the winds keep blowing on to your face, and on your bare skin, causing an occasional shiver. After smiling my satisfactory smile, I went and slept for a while on the hammock. There was a slight drizzle, the night was cloudy, the sea looked like a vast moor, and my view above was of black silhouettes of coconut trees. I felt in a state of ataraxia.
The next morning, the drizzle continued. The view was of morning calm, you know that theme we use in Microsoft Presentations. Green merging with the blue. We went down to the Papanasam beach. This beach is said to have healing properties and powers to wash away sins. There were several fishermen shouting out into the sea, frantically waving at something. We looked upon but were so happy with the warm waves, we couldn’t care less. We then realized, as more and more fishermen from the sea came back to land, that rain was about to strike. Not just any rain, it was a strong torrential downpour. We went and safely stood under a shed, as everything got wet and the sea became furious. There was an abandoned puppy that was shivering. The shed above was shaking vehemently. Waves crashed on the rocks. Fishermen backed off. This was nature at its best. Raw and wild. I did not dare take photos, as it would have effectively caused my camera to go kaboom.
One would wonder if the food that is available is good or not. It is delicious. Simple, continental and healthy. As Indians, we are very particular about our meals. You may not get a Thali or Dosa + Sambhar, not in the shacks by the cliff. But you will by all means get a tasty pizza or a salad or even some nice dessert.
After the weather calmed, we went for a walk on that path again. It is a whole different experience in the morning. The milky white of the waves is so enchanting; you’d want to do a dive. You get the feeling you’re in a land far away, far far away from reality. I wanted that walk to last forever. That wind. That expanse of the sea. That unending sky. Those waters. Ocassional foreigners in their own world. Yes I’d like that forever.
Note : The trip to Varkala from within the state, would cost you around 3,000 per person. If you’re taking a flight, the nearest airport would be Trivandrum, followed by Cochin. Rooms are available from Rs. 500 onwards during off season and around Rs. 1000 during peak season ( Nov – Mar ). It is well connected by road and rail. I have been there in the summer and during the monsoons. I am a beach, tan, sun person so I prefer the Summers. There’s more to do then, surfing, paragliding, yoga on the beach and of course, a little swimming for the brave.
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