Monday, December 15, 2008

OuT iN tHe BlUe....




Silence did speak louder yesterday. The mighty ocean composed of tiny grains of sand, lil' drops of water and ever merging countless thin ripples! At first the enchanting vast stretch of water under the looming backdrop of equally infinite sky looked like as if I was watching a movie on mute. Far away some large boats circled around a rusty metallic ship. Near the beach scattered groups of happy faces were having some good time. White couples hand in hand with colorful hats were simply drifting away from the crowd and I envied their solace. My feet enjoyed every warmth and coolness that the sand had to provide as I neared the water. A huge wave rolled and crashed against my being jostling my body with force and that's when my movie was no longer played in mute.

I decided to move further deep and I saw another leaping wave approaching me. This time I had to look up as they crashed and threw me away. I laughed screwing my nose at the same time spilling large amount of salty water from my mouth. And lo! before I could recover the ocean gave me more in gallons. This time I was furious like a child who has just been pushed down and laughed at. I went deeper and shouted at those forming waves that came like a shark showing only the tip portion of its existence. This time I lifted my body and decided to sway with it. The waves gently lifted me up to some height and left my body to enjoy the floating sensation as they went past and hit the shores with crashing sound. The sight was truly beautiful! From then on I felt like a child asking for more from the giant hands that throw him up in the air.

I swam and swam and swam till I felt hungry. I let the waves push and throw my body to the beach and which they did in rhythm. I let the water play the hit and run game as the sun warmed my body. I clutched and watched the sand in my hands as my thoughts went past Gulliver, Crusoe and Hanks.

It was time for food and how hungry I was! I think I ate like those savage men. Smacking my lips with the back of my hand after drinking a glassful of water was really satisfying. I rolled a cigarette on my lips which I had kept for this perfect moment. Now, lying down on a swinging hammock and to watch the movie in mute was perfect bliss. Silence was getting louder. They gave thoughts to my pen.

3 comments:

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NAVAL LANGA said...

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NAVAL LANGA said...

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