The sky appeared clear and the weather was slightly warm, but quite pleasant as the mild air was flowing softly, swaying the long, green leaves of palm trees that stood tall in a row. I walked along leisurely feeling the breeze. It was gradually turning humid, & there was a strange saline taste in the air as I got closer. Closer to the beach. I walked carefully, removing my footwear till I reached the shoreline. There was water all around. The confluence of sky & the huge deep sea, the waves hitting the coast, the smooth sand. All of that was so inviting. I was mesmerized. As if the whole burden of grief had vanished somewhere. Somewhere, deep inside the magnanimous sea. At once, I surrendered myself to that very moment.
The shores would touch my feet surreptitiously and then retrieve; as I walked along the coast for a long, long time. It would dampen my feet but not my energy. Trail of footprints formed behind me that got washed away, as I looked back once in a while. I wished, if life’s misery could be washed away too, just like those footprints on the beach. My hair got dishevelled, my clothes turned dirty & wet with all the sand & water but I did not care. I just did not wish to care. I let it be…
I was exhausted a bit after the walk. I sank into the sand at a distance off the shore & was amazed to see the brightness around. Thousands of people thronged the beach & I could witness all sorts of expressions on their faces. I observed them keenly while sipping my sweet coconut water. I made a castle there. A tiny castle of sand & the coconut shell. I would dismantle it and rebuild again. And, never realised how time flew by…
Not necessarily just people, nature can be our best friends too. It adds a new perspective to our otherwise mundane life.
And, I am glad with the fresh air flowing in the morning, a light drizzle made a perfect weather for me to restart my Yoga days. Yes, I feel so rejuvenated. So fresh after those long Suryanamaskars (without the mighty Sun 
) and a few Asanas here and there.
