Episode 4: Would you come scuba diving this vacation???

When I grew up in this world, it was already filled with the filth of money, materials, competition and the dirtiest side of humankind. The world was suppose to end twice in the journey of my "this" life. However you and I have survived both.

That day, I was in the sea and sailing on a boat.

The black soil and water on the shore wasn't a good sight for a beach holiday. I'd already started to get sea sick. I put myself on the wooden couch of the boat. I wasn't too happy about the sun shining that kept my eyes closed under the dark glasses I wore. I felt like a lost soul in the fish bowl. There was money, iPod, pantaloons, laptop, chewing gum, camera, job, gold, exotic vacations, vodka, jeans, almonds and dates in this life. And, what else was I looking for?

My life seemed like someone else's chicken soup. I don't eat chicken and someone else is having my soup.

I woke up to see the boat coming to a halt as it came close to the island. Sea weeds, poisonous plants, corals and images of wonderful fishes were displayed in the chart shown by the sea expert. I had to put on a skin tight funny outfit over my clothes, a spectacle and a pipe pumping in oxygen from the heavy cylinder residing on my back. There I was, standing at the edge of this boat looking all nervous about the first dive that I had to make. I always wondered why all adventures had to be gone through these "butterflies in my tummy" kind of experience.

The sun was burning the skin out of me, a "hydrophobic me" was scared amidst the water, I looked like a joker and I was seriously rethinking whether this adventure should get into the history of my life. My mind was juggling with all these thoughts while the instructor pushed me and I almost did a fab somersault before landing. In this 'gosh' moment, the pipe which was supposed to be in my mouth flew away, my nostrils were stuffed with the sea and I'd gulped a few tumblers of salt water.

Short time and big blunders, time when I understood the real meaning of accident.

The instructor had taught me that "thumbs up" means all good and "thumbs down" means cut the crap and save me. I had joked that his elaborated instructions wouldn't end in-spite of completing scuba dive. Taking a deep breath, keeping all the instruments intact I went sinking down the deep ocean for the first time in my life. A quick fin act by the legs helped me feel like an angel cuddling the ocean.

Lessons of life never end. If you feel it ended then you are no more alive.

A spectacular view of blue paradise with, corals spread as beautiful as marble flooring was the palace of colourful and divine souls swimming around. My eyes were treated with yellow, blue, white, orange fishes moving in large groups. It looked as if they were all buddies playing some primitive game of their clan. There were some jelly and star fishes clamped to the corals. Maybe someone who scuba dived before me taught them the game of hide and seek ;)

An amazing feeling that moved me was their characters of liveliness, bright, togetherness, sense of belonging and we love you all attitude. I'm sure if I'd decided to join a clan of fish and won their hearts they'd be happy to let me be a part. I'm sure being bubbly would help me in making them feel comfortable. God forsake "bubbly", due to dryness in my throat I had a heavy cough and the bubbles forming from my breath stopped. I again gulped a few more tumblers of water and quickly gave a thumbs down sign (All thanks to the elaborated instruction list). The second encounter of an accident. The well versed instructor pulled out a valve from the jacket and I sensed floating in few seconds.

With all the hurdles apart, the most beautiful adventure that I have ever done is diving. The purest form of life and love survives within. It's calm, welcoming and loveable.

Maybe this is what I was searching and god had given me his answers packed in this wonderful experience of mine.

Would you come scuba diving this vacation?