THE DUNE ..Paradise on the shore.....

Cruising down the East coast road from chennai, 15 kilometers before pondicherry, we came across a toll plaza. On the right side of the booth we noticed a huge hoarding which says"The Dune" Beach Village . The name was deceptive.One would imagine that it would be a Beach resort with sand and sun ( have to mention the scorching summer sun of pondicherry), french tourists in two piece lazing around the shore, but that was one big misconception! 9 kilometers from the toll plaza the board reappears , but this time its small, below the hoarding there is a painting of a man who i assume points his fingure to the left. So we turn left.
Man, It was a real test for the Octavia, the road(i wouldnt call that a road) i guess was tortured for years by the lorries involved in illegal sand quarrying, but better than few roads of the chennai city. the trauma did last only for a few mins, we saw a red gate on the right-"The dune".

The Search for the reception.

As the gates opened , we entered a long drive way which curved and turned into mysterious paths, till we were lost in a forest of ornamental flaura and foliage. We were able to see a few huts scattered around, no sign boards no arrow marks! So we looked for the reception.It was a petite cottage, the interiors looked like the humble office space of the Auroville or of the Spastic society.Mr. Wheeler, handed over the keys to Mohan( one of the guest relation officers) and said "to the dome house"..

Thats when it dawned upon pavan and me that this place was meant for poets, artists and other people involved in creative writing , who require a quiet place to let loose their creative horse to roam around and for those "just married" couples who spend their honeymoons here , will never see their marriage break!. We were Awestruck!
Your own thematic bungalow,a private garden, a cute dalmation to guard you , in case you wander off inside this massive 24 acre beach village, extremely courteous hosts, everyone speaking good english, we were impressed. The long white waves breaking its silence on the shores near by,the wooden floor that vibrates mildly along whith the roar of the shore, the never resting breeze pampering your skin every time you step out in to the foyer dock and the chirping of the birds.. rejuvenates every cell of your body, purifying your sense of sight,smell,sound,touch, especially your soul ....