i thought the drama would cease yesterday. even the end of yesterday things chilled out. the sea had been crazy since i arrived, and not until today, after claiming 3 lives, the sea was calm. i had come back from town, hot and sweaty and tired, i decided to go into the water. i wanted to get rid of the creepy feeling i had about the whole ordeal. so me and another friend, a guy from spain named Pau went in to the water. after wards we walked over to this other cafe, and as we're walking there, i see something on the shore. and i'm like, oh shit, is that another body? and yeah, it was. it was the body of the half english half indian man who drowned and wasn't found yesterday. he was beached on the shore. his best friend saw him in the water and pulled him out. he was more than 24 hours in the ocean so you can only imagine the state of his body. he was white and purple and bloated and his face (which i didn't have a good look at) had been smashed against the rocks. the police finally came 3 hours after we called for them. i'm not sure there's a such thing as emergency response here. they just covered it with a sheet and left it there all night until around 11pm when his family arrived from England. As it laid there all day in the setting sun, decomposing, hundreds of flies landed all over the body. it was terrible.
the strange thing is, but i guess more natural things is, life goes on, and on, in the most normal fashion. death happens, even when it's violent or morbid, and life stills goes on.
Today, we finally had a normal, pleasant day in Kudle Beach Gokarna. I ran with Liz, and Michal and Dov played frisbee. People were swimming, and hanging out in the sun. We all sat together during the sunset.
It's starting to feel okay here.
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Hi Lien. Me n my friends just got back from Gokarna. We had heard about the drowning and the body getting washed up at Kudle. We were at Om.
Its really depressing to hear something like this and for you to have gone through it, must have been difficult. Hope you get over it. You tried. You did the best what you could. Peace.
Thanks for all you did for the two young Indian boys. It is all very sad. I am a close relative of one of them. I would like to hear more from you.Please email me at sindhuramanathan@gmail.com
Hi Lien,
Thanks for all you did to help the young boys. I am a close relative of one of them, would like to hear more from you.Please email me at sindhuramanathan@gmail.com
Hi Lien,
Thanks for all you did to help the young boys. I am a close relative of one of them, would like to hear more from you.Please email me at sindhuramanathan@gmail.com
The 3rd guy, the half english half indian man was a great old school friend of mine and of some of my friends. He was such a wonderful man. His name was Giles Parmar and was a diamond of a person. The type of person who would rush into a bad sea to save others. I know i speak for other friends of his when i say he will be deeply deeeply missed.
His name was Giles. He was my best mate since i met him in school in london 22 years ago.
Such a good and brave chap lost his life trying to help others. So typical of him.
The grief is overpowering but thank you for posting it is difficult but important to read a first hand account.
Hope your trip carries on well. Take care of yourself.
Hi Lien, The guy who's body was washed up was a very dear friend of mine; his name was Giles Parmar. As you said, he was English but lived in India for the last few years. It was typical of Giles to try and help anyone, even a total stranger, at any cost. The locals, his friends, are saying he was a hero but that is poor consolation for those of us left.
Your post made pretty grim reading but I appreciate the news - its hit his friends very hard as we only saw him recently but we realise that we are just one group of people hit by this tragedy which has cost so much.
http://gilesparmar.blogspot.com/
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