There
 are innumerable beaches that have been called secret or hidden. Many of
 them are present in Bali itself. Unfortunately, these beaches rarely 
deserve that epithet, as I have discovered many times over the course of
 my travels. That is why it was a pleasant surprise to find that Nyang Nyang Beach in Bali is well deserving of the magical epithet of ‘hidden beach’.
Of
 course, there is a reason why the beach remains secluded and secretive 
even in an age where people carry the world’s maps on their smartphones.
 I discovered the reason myself as I reached Uluwatu. From the Uluwatu 
Temple, I had to walk a hundred meters and then hunt for the sign that 
said ‘Nyang Nyang Beach’. Beside the sign is a dirt track which I 
followed till I reached the edge of a cliff after waddling through 
fields. ‘Now’, I thought to myself, ‘comes the difficult part’.
 The difficult part, in this case, involved walking down a narrow and 
sometimes steep flight of stairs that leads to the beach.
If
 I needed any motivation to descend the 500 or so steps down to the 
beach, the sight of the beautiful waters and the lonely stretch of sand 
was enough for it.
In
 most days, you can count the number of people on the beach on one hand.
 I was lucky enough to be the only one on the beach, at least for the 
moment.
Nyang Nyang Beach is certainly a place of solitude. Aristotle once said that ‘Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god’. I wonder which one of them I was as I walked down the sandy sliver of the beach.
The
 feeling of being alone in such a picturesque spot is not depressing. 
Rather, I felt a lovely sense of peace washing over me. Of course, the 
beauty of the place helped. The blue of the water and the verdant green 
of the trees on the cliffs separated by the warm yellow hue of the sands
 is a sight to behold. The winds mixed the smell of the ocean with the 
scent of the trees creating an intoxicating perfume that made my day.
The
 absence of people made the beach seem all the more pristine and simple.
 In fact, that is what I came to love about the beach. The simplicity 
shines through the beach, the ocean and the reef. This is nature at its 
simplest and most beautiful like it was always meant to be.
I
 decided to indulge myself in a bit of surfing. The waves were strong 
and are definitely not meant for a novice. Nonetheless, surfing near an 
empty beach is a unique experience altogether.
I
 hoped to stay for the sunset but I realized that the journey back over 
the steps and the field would become difficult in the dark. Still, I 
stayed as long as I could. By the time I reached the top of the cliff, 
the sun was well on its way towards setting. The sight of that empty 
beach in the glorious sunset was beauty personified. No words exist to 
evoke the beauty of that moment!
It was the perfect end to the perfect day.
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