Coming back to the present…
We had booked our beachside resort in Gokarna for 5 days. It was a totally unplanned trip since I booked the bus tickets and hotel only a week or two before the actual trip. Yes, this was “unplanned” for me since I usually book everything months before.
I was also busy with work commitments. Therefore, I was not able to plan the trip as I wanted to. This became a blessing in disguise.
I went entirely unprepared for the trip. Only after going there did I realize that there are not many touristy places to see. And most of the sightseeing places were pretty far away. The WIFI also was not great. So it was not like I could watch movies all day.
Now, what was I supposed to do for 5 days? I had to “Chill”!!!
We did go out during the day for some time, for the first 2 to 3 days of the trip. I felt so uncomfortable, thinking I am literally not doing anything! It felt like I was wasting time there. I became very restless. I did see many people sitting inside multiple shacks near the resort, just staring at the sea for hours, but I never understood how they did it.
The sea was beautiful, mind you, but how much could you stare at it?!
The last 3 days of the trip completely changed my life. I would even say that it was the best trip ever! Why?
Because I calmed down and chilled out :-)
I started to see the beauty in everything. The sound of the waves, the beauty of the shells we picked out, the sun’s reflection on the water, the gorgeous sunset, the silence, the peace and calm surrounding me, everything.
I started to live in the present. I realized how to live in the present.
I craved for each of the things mentioned above every day. I yearned to have conversations with different people there, whether tourists, hotel staff, or even our waiter. I found an immense sense of calm when I wrote down my thoughts, listening to the sound of waves.
Usually, writing down on paper used to make me feel restless. I always preferred typing since I was faster at it. I did face this restlessness initially, but after some time, it was therapeutic, almost like meditation. It was beautiful.
In the 5 days I stayed there, I became more aware of my surroundings. The feel of warm sun on your face while the chilly winds were blowing, birds’ sounds, the expressions of people when they spoke to others…I became more conscious of the small things, which we fail to appreciate due to our hectic lives.
It might seem very philosophical. But, I started to think, what is the point of always running if I do not get the time to sit and just exist? If I am not able to appreciate the things around me?