Apart from being one of the major spot for festival hosting, Ward Lake offers serene view to travellers. Try the Bamboo Hut Lake cafe in the compound of Ward lake where you can binge on local food and enjoy the view at the same time. You can also get a picture done in ‘Khasi attire’ and trust me it looks beautiful.
Language plays a major role as people in Shillong know neither English nor Hindi, they just know Khasi. After struggling for almost 3 hours, searching lanes and corners of Shillong, I ended up visiting ward’s lake and Police Bazaar which is main maket in Shillong. I was supposed to go to the Elephant Falls and Shillong Peak, but I ditched the plan as everything was going against my plan, taxis were asking very high prices and I thought to do bit more research for my days here.
Next morning, at around 9:00 am, I left for ward’s lake, which is around at a distance of 1-1.2 km from police bazaar. Believe me, it so calm and peaceful to be there. You can spot fishes and ducks in lake. You can opt for boating, have a walk over there. Then you can go to the café there, which serves various types of dishes.
23rd May 2011, Monday: By the second day, I was totally fit thanks to my hunger to explore places and thus, convinced my father, who was accompanying me, to spend the day out. As we were staying at Police Bazaar, the closest place to visit would have been the Wards Lake. But we decided to skip that and rather visited the Golf Link. Shillong's golf course is one of the largest in Asia, the wettest one in the world and also, India's first 18 holes golf course. Dotted with pine trees all around, it looked just like paradise and offered a panoramic view of the Shillong City.
Ward's Lake in the heart of Shillong is a beautiful getaway. Bustling with colors, suspicious ducks and perpetually high parrots roamed aroundthe green carpet, fishes moving slowly near the surface of the water, the place was enchanting. Though a major attraction in the city, the compound was sparsely occupied. I took refuge here for a couple of hours, reading few pages from Meghdoot by Kalidasa - Story of a Yaksha who was cursed to be separated from his wife for an year. The Yaksha is talking to his brother, the clouds, requesting him to be his messenger to his wife. The literal transition of Meghdoot is "Cloud Messenger".The clouds which were threatening us a few hours earlier, appeared to have been subsided by then. It was 5 in the evening. The semi naked sky was blushing pink. I was strolling towards Shillong dormitory, the place which was to be my base for the next few days.