Adventure is a way of learning and experiencing life. It helps people get out of their comfort zones and create new and lasting relationships with the world and those around them. Also, it gives us a refreshing break from the monotonous schedule of being a housewife. Amongst a multitude of adventure activities, scuba diving is another sport that gives you the deserved 'break' in life.
It all began when my husband came up with the idea of scuba diving while we were in Andamans during his leave. I was a bit apprehensive initially, but then it is not an adventure if there is no element of fear involved. Finally, as my husband insisted, I decided to go for it. We then shifted to Havelock Island to dive. Eventually, the day arrived. We reported to the dive master at six in the morning. A brief video comprising of the basic rules to be followed was shown to us. Subsequently, we were given the diving suit to change and were led to the shore. There, the diving gear including the oxygen cylinder, buoyancy control device, mask and all the associated accessories were issued to us. Wearing all this, we went into a pre-marked zone with only waist-deep water. It was here that one diving instructor each was allotted to us and the basic training necessary to overcome emergencies was imparted. Once my instructor felt that I was confident enough, we started the dive.
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As we started sinking, I was quite scared. The feeling of leaving the world I had been in and entering into something far more mysterious and unknown was undoubtedly scary. And the fact that every cry, every yell, was only going to be left unheard there was moreover alarmingly daunting. For the first 5 minutes, I did not take my eyes off my instructor. He seemed like my only hope. But as I slowly sank down, listening to a louder 'pop' in my left ear, I began to come into focus. I saw uncountable fishes dancing in their ever-impressive formation. Crabs were crawling across the sea floor, as the colourful parrotfishes appeared, out of sudden, eating algae off of coral reefs. Life underwater is beautiful. And the many nameless fish – both tiny and moderate in size – zigzagging their way around you, makes the experience even more magical.
Nearly 12 metres down in the depths of the Indian Ocean, the life I saw, existing and moving, was totally magical. And I remember I stopped breathing. It was not through fear anymore but from sheer awe and wonder. The world slowed as I tried to savour every moment, remember every detail. It was more beautiful than I imagined. And the tranquillity was far unparalleled. In less than 40 minutes of our first dive, I was sure that this is more surreal than any city, any town, any sunset, I’d ever seen in this life.
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