To celebrate New Year me and my family went to the beach. The beach was apparently someone's private so we had to take permission, which we did.
I would have talked about our journey to the beach and the road, but there was no road. The place was clearly met for hiking or cycling and the lazy people that we are, we took cars. So after a lot of jumps and scares and prayers we reached the beach.
It was just breath-taking. My back ached with our little adventure ride but the fresh air worked like a pain-killer. The beach was beyond beautiful. And since we came early (not as early as we had planned) it was empty.
I was at the beach with my family, drinking coconut water and eating fried prawns, this is what Andaman is all about. For the first time in many days I realized I was born in an island, and what a beautiful island it is. I walked across the beach just where the cool salty water met the warm sand, there were also small pebbles and broken shells that would often come under my feet and break the silence in my mind.
My eyes and feet scanned for the smoothest part but after every few steps the waves would leap towards the shore and while going back it would leave little stones under my feet.
No matter how much I avoided those clutters of pebbles and shells , they moved with the water and kept coming under my feet.
And that is life, silky shore with a few stones scattered, you never know which step will be on the sand and which will be on the stone. But I must never stop walking because each step forward makes me feel alive.
Oh and by the way.... Happy New Year to you, finally 2012! Let's hope it's nothing like the movie.
I would have talked about our journey to the beach and the road, but there was no road. The place was clearly met for hiking or cycling and the lazy people that we are, we took cars. So after a lot of jumps and scares and prayers we reached the beach.
It was just breath-taking. My back ached with our little adventure ride but the fresh air worked like a pain-killer. The beach was beyond beautiful. And since we came early (not as early as we had planned) it was empty.
I was at the beach with my family, drinking coconut water and eating fried prawns, this is what Andaman is all about. For the first time in many days I realized I was born in an island, and what a beautiful island it is. I walked across the beach just where the cool salty water met the warm sand, there were also small pebbles and broken shells that would often come under my feet and break the silence in my mind.
My eyes and feet scanned for the smoothest part but after every few steps the waves would leap towards the shore and while going back it would leave little stones under my feet.
No matter how much I avoided those clutters of pebbles and shells , they moved with the water and kept coming under my feet.
And that is life, silky shore with a few stones scattered, you never know which step will be on the sand and which will be on the stone. But I must never stop walking because each step forward makes me feel alive.
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Oh and by the way.... Happy New Year to you, finally 2012! Let's hope it's nothing like the movie.
i must say, you have some lovely writing here, and i don't think it's by accident that you are writing with your island home in mind. besides the last line, i really liked this:
ReplyDelete'i walked across the beach just where the cool salty water met the warm sand, there were also small pebbles and broken shells that would often come under my feet and break the silence in my mind.'
my mom was born on an island and she will from time to time remind me of that. i guess it's a cool club to belong to:)
Thanks Ed
ReplyDeleteI always criticize the kind of lifestyle people live here...but once i get out of the cramped town and step on a beach...all that just fades away..
i guess it is kind of cool :)