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The Caves In Archipelago
Some 1200 km away from the eastern coast of mainland, the place that has its roots to the "Purvanchal". It was morning 0700hrs the water in the middle strait bay looks mysterious, creeky calmness prevails and wilderness enhanced it.
The water suddenly got disturbed as a small machine gushed into disturbing them and maybe the marine life underneath. This machines being propelled by with three homosapiens within and with long lenses in the hand enjoying the creeks storing them in their high Gb chips.
"Babu Agaya Baratang"!! Shaku shouted, the boat reduced and they reached a part of the archipelago, known for one of the most famous aborigins of India, the "Jarwas". The dense mangrove, the depths seems as if yes the crocodiles are all ready to get their supper, the boat went inside deviated from the path leading to the bay of Bengal inside a more dense creeky channel, as if it was a tunnel resulted of the mesh of mangroves, on entering more and more and the backwaters getting narrower, halting and tieing the ropes of our "Seaking"(Boat Name)to a temporary platform, we boarded out and rested on to a small wood jetty, though stable but feels like that soon you will find yourself inside the mouth of this reptilian carnivore who was waiting deep inside this salty loch.
It took about 1hr to move deep inside the jungle, the traveller realized that no network are true to their words, not getting a single network strength, but the scenary, the jungles through which they can see a narraw lane to the cave of limestone served as a vector in just channeling the mind thought, that lets move on, it was 0815hrs somewhere in that small island.
We started moving, got a board from the nearest forest department to stay alert as of getting an attach from python, same like a normal "We Indian" think of that it must be lie and immediately throwing a question to Shaku, "is it real?? ", convinced by a immediate reply " Bass, Shukar karo dikha na", till now it was only the panic of setting alone in that unknown island of Baratang, but now the mind camera shifted and visulized as if some dynamic rope structured reptile is waiting some where to wrap me up. But no way to return back, continued way to the really awesome like stone cave.
It was 0900hrs reaching there a place deep inside the jungle with two of them alone, the roads were narrow, the green giants doesn't allow beams to pass as they cling to each other. With every step checking any presence of serpant. They reached an area where standing in the entry to a cave.
A bright beam came out of an electronic implement, the beam just following the principle of light of rectilinear propagation striked just to a rock of limestone, with its sheen still intact. Their transit with that beam emitter in their hand started with that they entered inside a million year old cave claimned that it was underneath bthe ocean by various scientists and even the guides there. The conical structures are protruding out right up their head, and their formation mainly the stalagmites and that astouding natural arrangement with calcium deposits enhanced its internal beauty. They went into each and every corner of that long aged cave, trying to find out and feel the mysterious history that cave had and feel it.
The jetty followed to a bamboo bridge they need to reach the jetty 2, the bamboo bridge took them through the mangrove creek giving them a feeling of Amazon with scenario of crabs clinging to the roots, views became prominent when they finally found a saltwater reptile sleeping on a muddy lump of land, enjoying the filtered rays falling on his rugged body. The views became ok they bid that lizard a goodbye but who knows someone awesome is waiting a few yards forward to their way to jetty too. Their way was blocked by a ophidian who found her disbalanced while transiting through the meshes of creek and swing over enjoying the oscillation. The localite shouted it to be a native "andamni snake". They stopped and both a them having experience in jungles just crawled out beneath and reached the "Seaking".
Motors started with a steady gush the boat moved ahead. The way felt astounding the islands were packed with creeks with some at the edge kissing the water beneath, following bthe narrow path and islands on both sides they sailed straight to the "Middle Starit Jetty"
The ways in the car, with side glasses closed expecting arrows from the indigenous tribes from the jungles on the two side. The motor hailed staraight through the forest, towards Port Blair.
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The water suddenly got disturbed as a small machine gushed into disturbing them and maybe the marine life underneath. This machines being propelled by with three homosapiens within and with long lenses in the hand enjoying the creeks storing them in their high Gb chips.
"Babu Agaya Baratang"!! Shaku shouted, the boat reduced and they reached a part of the archipelago, known for one of the most famous aborigins of India, the "Jarwas". The dense mangrove, the depths seems as if yes the crocodiles are all ready to get their supper, the boat went inside deviated from the path leading to the bay of Bengal inside a more dense creeky channel, as if it was a tunnel resulted of the mesh of mangroves, on entering more and more and the backwaters getting narrower, halting and tieing the ropes of our "Seaking"(Boat Name)to a temporary platform, we boarded out and rested on to a small wood jetty, though stable but feels like that soon you will find yourself inside the mouth of this reptilian carnivore who was waiting deep inside this salty loch.
It took about 1hr to move deep inside the jungle, the traveller realized that no network are true to their words, not getting a single network strength, but the scenary, the jungles through which they can see a narraw lane to the cave of limestone served as a vector in just channeling the mind thought, that lets move on, it was 0815hrs somewhere in that small island.
We started moving, got a board from the nearest forest department to stay alert as of getting an attach from python, same like a normal "We Indian" think of that it must be lie and immediately throwing a question to Shaku, "is it real?? ", convinced by a immediate reply " Bass, Shukar karo dikha na", till now it was only the panic of setting alone in that unknown island of Baratang, but now the mind camera shifted and visulized as if some dynamic rope structured reptile is waiting some where to wrap me up. But no way to return back, continued way to the really awesome like stone cave.
It was 0900hrs reaching there a place deep inside the jungle with two of them alone, the roads were narrow, the green giants doesn't allow beams to pass as they cling to each other. With every step checking any presence of serpant. They reached an area where standing in the entry to a cave.
A bright beam came out of an electronic implement, the beam just following the principle of light of rectilinear propagation striked just to a rock of limestone, with its sheen still intact. Their transit with that beam emitter in their hand started with that they entered inside a million year old cave claimned that it was underneath bthe ocean by various scientists and even the guides there. The conical structures are protruding out right up their head, and their formation mainly the stalagmites and that astouding natural arrangement with calcium deposits enhanced its internal beauty. They went into each and every corner of that long aged cave, trying to find out and feel the mysterious history that cave had and feel it.
The jetty followed to a bamboo bridge they need to reach the jetty 2, the bamboo bridge took them through the mangrove creek giving them a feeling of Amazon with scenario of crabs clinging to the roots, views became prominent when they finally found a saltwater reptile sleeping on a muddy lump of land, enjoying the filtered rays falling on his rugged body. The views became ok they bid that lizard a goodbye but who knows someone awesome is waiting a few yards forward to their way to jetty too. Their way was blocked by a ophidian who found her disbalanced while transiting through the meshes of creek and swing over enjoying the oscillation. The localite shouted it to be a native "andamni snake". They stopped and both a them having experience in jungles just crawled out beneath and reached the "Seaking".
Motors started with a steady gush the boat moved ahead. The way felt astounding the islands were packed with creeks with some at the edge kissing the water beneath, following bthe narrow path and islands on both sides they sailed straight to the "Middle Starit Jetty"
The ways in the car, with side glasses closed expecting arrows from the indigenous tribes from the jungles on the two side. The motor hailed staraight through the forest, towards Port Blair.
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