The day of the Diving - I had butterflies in my stomach since morning on the day of the diving. I was always this brave, full of life type of a child,a water lover (though I don't know how to swim) but that day I was a little scared but excited at the same time and surprisingly my mom was this chilled type. She came with me in the boat while I was being escorted with my instructor and other divers on board to a place deep enough to dive in.
While we were on board I was given the instructions about the sign language, the guide to how to use the equipments and most importantly how to dive in the water from the boat (the most difficult part). The time while we were on the boat I had imagined myself in the ZNMD avatar and I thought it would not be that much difficult that I was thinking it to be.
Now it was the time to take a big step and jump in the ocean, as instructed. But I was damn scared to do that myself and asked the people on board to push me into the ocean😅 And the moment I entered the sea the first sentence that I uttered was " I quit, I want to give up and go back to my mom ". As I thought it would be a cake walk for me as I am not a water phobic person, but I was totally wrong there. I had immediately given up on it. But thanks to my instructor to have that patience with me and giving me ample amount of time to get habituated with it and then take me deeper. Though I did not go that deep as other divers would have as I was the beginner in the lot.
And once I reached the surface, saw the colourful creatures (that we generally see in an aquarium) live, swimming in front of me, that was the moment that I realised what I was going to miss if by any chance I would have gone back and given up on this lifetime experience. Now I know for the fact that wherever I dive further I will not be able to gain that experience that I had in Maldives.
This was my story about #MyTravelFirsts.