Port Dickson, or PD to locals, is a beach (okay, you can laugh! *rolling eyes* ) and holiday destination situated about 90 km from Kuala Lumpur. It is located in the state of Negeri Sembilan in Peninsular Malaysia. It takes just over an hour by car to travel from Kuala Lumpur to Port Dickson along the North-South Expressway. But, it took longer for me because of the unbelievable traffic that day.
I have seen a couple of beaches in India, but this one – called Pavilion- was a lot different in many ways.
The color of the water changed from hues of Greenish – aqua to blue. It started with a very light shade of greenish-aqua at the shore and continued in the same shade for about a 100 – 150 m and then clearly differentiated to a darker shade of aqua that looked Blue. There were hardly any waves in there. Even at the shore the waves were small and gentle. They wouldn’t come to jump up high and slap the shore, these looked like a thin line of tiny ballet dancers in white, gracefully dancing and moving in a same rhythm and just disappear as they finish the song.
These waves are nothing like the ones I saw in Marina beach (in Chennai, Tamilnadu state of India) that steals the sand beneath your feet making you go inches shorter in one blow, they are absolutely unpredictable and very dangerous. The depth of the shore as you go in to the ocean is not steady. The water could be your knee high and suddenly you may feel the water level raise till your waist. I am not kidding guys, there have been many deaths reported and still reporting because of this disguised beauty. But, the waves in this beach weren’t anything like the harsh ones, these would tickle your feet and flatter themselves beneath you. The sand was white and gets a little slippery as you walk into the water. since the water was clear and not many waves, you can easily see where you are going till certain point. The depth gradually increases, no sudden surprises so you can actually walk into the water without fear.
And I was in for another one of my first-time-experiences. JET SKI. 😛 🙂
After a lot of la- la conversations the guys at the beach agreed for a 40 min ride for 200RM (ringgits ) . After 20 min of being a pillion rider, it was my turn to ride the waves.
As I said, it was my first time.
P.S : I don’t know to swim 🙂 ha ha
So, I took the rider seat. The instructor came and showed me the power on- off, accelerate controls, no breaks! This was fun. My friend said ” just go slow for a min or two, till you get the hold of it. ”
I obeyed. I picked up after sometime. It was so much fun riding on the waves. It was like riding a Bike just that I had a liquid surface to ride on. And in the middle of the ocean I cut the throttle (not exactly in the middle , well u get what I mean 🙂 ) I am a sucker for water . I loved how the big ocean stretched as far as my line of sight and pretend to meet the sky at the seam, Blue over Blue. <3<3
It was 10 seconds of silence. The rocking waves beneath the Water bike, shallow breaths , ever so brightly burning ball of fire over the sky (damn! I did get tanned :@) and an immensely vast blue stretched as far as I could see. It was peaceful and very soothing. (It was more than that, I'm failing to express that in words)
I am not sure what I was thinking in that moment. Maybe nothing! I wanted to take in all the positive energy the nature was offering, closing my eyes I felt the rays warming my eyelids. I took a deep breathe in, and it was soon time to return to the shore and to the chaos of the mortal world!
The inevitable! But, more than the experience of riding the ocean waves, I will cherish that silence of 10 secs!
I have made an effort to put my thoughts in a Poem.
Lemme know what you think 🙂