The thing I love most about Vizag is its gentle pace. It has all the conveniences of a big city without losing its innate charm. You always have time to watch the sunrise and listen to the birds sing. Rich in natural beauty, its landscape dotted with mountains and trees, the city is an artist's dream.
Every city has its own character, handed down to it from generations of people who live there. Vizagites are a mild, moderate crowd, happy to be left alone to lead their own tranquil lives. The violence and riots that are an inevitable part of any city are totally out of place in this peaceful haven.
The thing I miss most about Vizag is the beach. A walk along the long golden streches of sand is a glorious experience. The waves beckon and lure you to join the sea and reach out to the horizon beyond. The evening sun, soft and luminous in its gaze upon the blushing sky, evanascent in its glory, slides into the blue depths of the sea. As night descends, illuminated ships sail in the distance, under a canopy of stars. The sea, with all its turbulence, brings tranquility. Its passion and beauty are things words cannot capture.
The memories of your hometown never seem to diminish. They only seem to grow fonder with time. And yet every year countless people leave their hometowns and come to a foreign land in search of greener pastures, lured by the dream of a better future, the promise of a better life. They do their best to adapt to the new environment and join the mainstream. Inside every such person, there is a little voice that aches for the old carefree days, the familiar haunts, the simple life and the little joys that they left behind.
I'm miles away from home. Huge landmasses and oceans apart. But wherever I go, Vizag will always be a part of me. It will always be my home, its character, its culture and the memories will always have an endearing place in my heart.