The world inside the sea is different; dark yet colorful; calm yet wild and known yet unknown. It is really difficult to let go of such a world without seeing. I didn’t miss the chance of a submarine tour when I was visiting Hawaii. I can’t emphasize enough that it is one of the must-do activities in this exotic island. I purchased a ticket from Atlantis in Waikiki and spent a memorable afternoon 100 ft under the surface of the Pacific ocean.
Hanauma Bay in Oahu, Hawaii greets you with a dash of bright green and blue and sends gusty winds to give you company. And then when you see the boundless ocean, it sends small waves and if you continue standing there for some time, the waves splash against the mountain in such a way that the scene spans the summits of your mind. Slowly and steadily, it casts a spell on you so strong that even if you are restless in your rest, you will yield to its vibrancy.
I have a very simple prescription for an idyllic life; fill your life with some spectacular sunrises and serene sunsets. I have been following this for long. Sunsets never cease to amaze me. A resplendent sunset can put a sparkling end, even to a dull and chaotic day, and promise a new dawn. Nights no matter how long and dark, slowly melt away with the rising sun, and we all live anew. I feel that the past is accumulating more and future is receding fast. Let me look back to the bouquet of beautiful sunsets that are etched in my heart forever.
The incandescent Sunday morning of 7th December, 1941 on the shores of O’ahu started like any other day but ended in despair. The morning stillness was broken by the roar of Japanese aircrafts. It was a surprise military strike by the Japanese Navy against the United States naval base at Pearl Harbor, Hawaii territory. “Tora! Tora! Tora!” were the Japanese code words that signaled the surprise is complete; The first wave of low flying planes attacked just before 0755 and the second wave struck an hour later. By 0955 the attack was over and so were the lives of thousands. Today, 7th December, 2016, exactly 75 years after the attack, I am remembering the day of infamy.