On the outer edge of Chilika Lake, where freshwater slowly meets the Bay of Bengal, lie two lesser-known island regions – Parikud Island and Malud. Out here, islands aren’t simply patches of earth in water. Life moves to the pulse of waves, shaped by seasons and wings cutting across skies. For those drawn to places untouched by crowds, heading toward Parikud – and then on to quiet Malud – becomes something real. Not staged. Just raw, slow, alive.
Parikud Island is one of the most populated island regions within Chilika. Water wraps around it completely, yet many small villages thrive across its linked paths of thin roads, ferry rides, little bridges. The pace stays gentle, shaped by when fish arrive, which way the wind blows, how the tide shifts.
The island landscape is flat and open, dotted with ponds, fields, and coconut trees. Fishermen fix their nets by the water, boats sit quiet along muddy shores. Life here moves slowly, shaped by the rhythm of the lagoon. You see people living, not performing. Simple routines unfold – mending, waiting, watching tides. The island breathes without rushing for anyone.
Located near the outer edge of Chilika Malud sits close to the shifting Sea Mouth Chilika, where the calm of the lagoon meets the ocean. That shift shapes what Malud is known for. Skies stretch far above, wind pushes hard across flat ground, water never stays still. Open space defines how it feels to be there.
Fewer people live in Malud compared to Parikuk, yet its stillness draws visitors wanting space away from crowds. Near there, the stretch of coast by Sea Mouth Island matters deeply to sea creatures because currents carry nutrients through the gap linking the lagoon and open water.
The region around Sea Mouth Chilika is ecologically sensitive and rich in biodiversity. Birds passing through show up by the streams when cold weather arrives. Near where the river meets the ocean, dolphins appear now and then, making things feel wilder. Each trip feels unlike the last because the water keeps moving. Nowhere stays the same – sand rises here, vanishes there, while paths for boats change slowly, showing how nature runs this place.
Parikud and Malud welcome those drawn more to real places than tourist spots. Out here, no resorts pop up – just small towns dotting the edge. Water rolls on without crowds pressing close. The way people live follows the slow pulse of the lagoon tide. Every journey through Chilika carries moments that stick, hidden in plain calm.
