I was sitting on the busy Ramakrishna beach, bustling with strong waves and rocks. A small family was enjoying their usual Sunday evening at the beach. The sisters were building a sandcastle while their parents were clicking pictures of the same. A couple sitting behind me was planning their next five years. At the far end, a woman was frying silverfish, known as nethhal in the local language, and her husband was setting the table as the evening crowd started walking in.
Vishakapatnam, nicknamed the city of destiny, is the largest city and the administrative capital of the state of Andhra Pradesh. A walk along the bustling streets in the night is highly recommended. The wind carried with it the smell of the ocean and that of the delicious street foods varying from the usual noodles, fried rice, and Manchurian to Mirchi bajjis. But the most prominent smell was that of fried seafood.😋
I woke up the next morning and got on the 7 AM train that headed straight to the Arakku Valley. The tribal museum well serves its purpose. Every part of the museum sheds light on the different tribes that inhabited the region over the years and their lifestyle. A drive back to the central city with greenery on either side makes one realize how the place got the name, Ooty of Andhra.
The city also headquarters the East Naval Command, one of the three command-level formations of the Indian Navy. The harbor at sunset is a sight to look out for. The picturesque view is such a delight to the eye. Maybe that's why the city is known as the Jewel of the East Coast.
Least did I know that 6 months later there would be a poisonous gas leakage that would kill many innocent souls. At such challenging times, all we can do is pray for the safety of the families. This post is for every person from Vishakapatnam, my heart beats for y'all. ❤