Nestled in the heart of Manipal, the End Point stands as a sanctuary of peace and natural beauty, a privilege I am fortunate to access due to my family's affiliation with MAHE. The security, ensuring exclusivity, verifies affiliations before granting entry into this serene retreat.
Embarking on the 1.3 km walk
within its bounds, one is enveloped in a tranquil silence, punctuated only by
the harmonious chirping of various bird species. The immaculate garden, a
perfect spot to unwind, leads to a spectacular viewpoint, offering a panoramic
vista of the valley and a mesmerizing sunset. For those who find joy in
physical activity, the fields, though cautiously approached during the monsoon,
provide a splendid backdrop for sports and runs, elevating them beyond the
ordinary.
My visits, often in the early
mornings, serve as a peaceful escape, with the garden opening its arms from 6
am. Evenings, too, offer a spectacle of casual sports games amidst a stroll. A
visit to the End Point, whether in the tranquil dawn or the serene dusk, is an unforgettable
experience, especially if you find yourself in Manipal.
After exploring the temples and
beaches of Udupi, this locale serves as a serene getaway. The summer promises a
breathtaking sunset, while the expansive fields, predominantly utilized by
students, offer a multitude of sporting activities.
The End Point caters to all, from
sports enthusiasts to those seeking a peaceful walk amidst lush greenery, a
rarity in urban landscapes. So, lace up your walking shoes and immerse yourself
in the tranquillity it offers.
Many, including myself, harbour
fond memories of visits here. A particular incident springs to mind, reflecting
the charm and unexpected adventures the End Point holds. Living in quarters
near the End Point, my younger son, a dog lover like myself, once approached me
with a request, flanked by a group of his friends. They wished to bring home a
puppy found at the End Point. After a series of inquiries about its health and
breed, I consented.
However, the puppy they brought
was a tiny, seemingly newborn, its eyes yet to open. Despite my initial
agreement, I instructed them to return it to its place, considering our living
conditions and my wife’s reluctance. Surprisingly, they returned swiftly,
explaining that they encountered the puppy’s father en route and left it with
him. I had to correct them, noting that parental bonds in animals don’t mirror
those of humans, and instructed them to ensure the puppy was safely returned to
its mother.
This incident, among many, adds to the rich tapestry of memories and experiences that the End Point has gifted us, making it more than just a locale but a cherished chapter in our lives in Manipal.
