Howrah-Mechheda-Norghat-Contai-Ramnagar-Digha. A 187 kms drive from Calcutta along the well paved highways didn't seem to take long. We would be lodging in Palm Resort, a hotel embellished by well matted gardens surrounded by a moat and a swimming-pool for a few people like me ready to take a swim in the middle of winter.I was fancying a drive along the beach but to my utter dismay such an ostentatious ride was no longer welcome. The beach is facing the problem of erosion for which it had to be completely cemented.
My dad, sis and I ventured a dip in the swimming pool only to see ourselves tremble with cold. We had to grin and bare it, and once we stopped fighting the cold everything fell into place and we had a good time. The evening turned out to be very cold, quite unlike the conditions expected in Digha. As we walked along the beach with the zephyr gushing against our faces we observed the sea side dotted with people, some taking a dip in the placid ocean, some on a shopping spree and some like us just taking a stroll down the beach.
It was the 25th and our hotel had arranged for live performances by a local band. As the performance got started, the guests at the hotel joined in, I too tried out a few dance steps. A bonfire and the super-hit song - 'just chill chill chill...' was all that it took for my parents to get into groove. It seemed as if they were having the best time in their life. The revelry came to a halt by midnight. And I had my fill.
My dad, sis and I ventured a dip in the swimming pool only to see ourselves tremble with cold. We had to grin and bare it, and once we stopped fighting the cold everything fell into place and we had a good time. The evening turned out to be very cold, quite unlike the conditions expected in Digha. As we walked along the beach with the zephyr gushing against our faces we observed the sea side dotted with people, some taking a dip in the placid ocean, some on a shopping spree and some like us just taking a stroll down the beach.
It was the 25th and our hotel had arranged for live performances by a local band. As the performance got started, the guests at the hotel joined in, I too tried out a few dance steps. A bonfire and the super-hit song - 'just chill chill chill...' was all that it took for my parents to get into groove. It seemed as if they were having the best time in their life. The revelry came to a halt by midnight. And I had my fill.
Next day - Talsari, famous for it's back water. We took the unpleasant undulated road unaware of the shortcut along the sea beach via Udaipur. On our way we came across the Chandaneshwar temple where we took blessings from lord Shiva. On reaching Talsari I was thrilled to bits. The sea is blue and without fury, the beach silent. Waves roll lazily, as if bored of going through the same
motions again and again. Yes, we were far far away from the crowded beaches of Digha.
It was low tide and finally we would have our drive on the hard beach of Talsari. It was a breath-taking ride with ornate display of caesarian groves on one side and on the other the majestic sea. we drove all the way from Talsari to 
Udaipur, a 1.5 kilometer's ride, the momories of which I'll always cherish. On our way back to the hotel we also visited the Amarabati park. Do take the boat ride there as we did, ofcourse if you have time to spare.
Two nights went by quicker than I had expected. On our way back home we thought of visiting the Shankarpur known for it's harbour. But that day our CM had to deliver a speech to the bereaved at Nandigram. This forced
us to cancel our trip to Shankarpur as we kad to travel a longer way via Kharagpur to get home. It was a fantastic trip but next time if I make a trip towards Digha Shankarpur and Mondarmoni in my mind.
Udaipur, a 1.5 kilometer's ride, the momories of which I'll always cherish. On our way back to the hotel we also visited the Amarabati park. Do take the boat ride there as we did, ofcourse if you have time to spare.Two nights went by quicker than I had expected. On our way back home we thought of visiting the Shankarpur known for it's harbour. But that day our CM had to deliver a speech to the bereaved at Nandigram. This forced
us to cancel our trip to Shankarpur as we kad to travel a longer way via Kharagpur to get home. It was a fantastic trip but next time if I make a trip towards Digha Shankarpur and Mondarmoni in my mind.
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