#24 …when there is a sparkle in the eye.

Oceans have always caught my fantasy. We were driving to Chandipur, famous for it’s DRDO and amazing beaches. First look at the ocean, and there was a sparkle in my eyes. The vastness seeming to end in horizon, the never ending hush with occasional roars, the indecisive waves moving back and forth, the sun rising and setting every day in its awning, the beautiful shells all along the shore – its impossible to go for relative analysis. It was difficult to stay on the bay and just watch and adore it. I immediately wanted to be a part of it. As I walked barefoot on the sand, I felt assimilated into it. The moment my foot touched the cold ocean water, a shrill ran down my spines. It took a few minutes to adjust my body temperature to the coolness of the ocean water. Then there was no stopping. No matter how much everyone warned me to stay near the shore, no matter how long I had been in the water, I just felt like drifting in and in. The senses always beckon at the wrong time. I suddenly was aware of the time and warnings. As I took each step towards the shore, the feet felt heavier. I imagined the waves wanted to hold me back, to play with them for some more time. I imagined the microfishes wanted to chat with me a while longer. Even the sand craved for some more foot prints. But imaginations are what they are!! Once back at the shore, I looked back. With or without me, the ocean had decided to be as serene and as lovely as one can IMAGINE.