Sunday, August 29, 2010

A small beach on a full moon evening

I have decided not to do any work after 5 30 PM which leaves me nothing to do in the evenings. I was alone in the room and was thinking of what to do. In the morning my sister scolded me that they are paying five hundred INR for internet the only reason for that is to speak to me. It came in my mind, so I spoke to my family. After that I thought of going to the small beach nearby. It is a very small beach on the lake with really beautiful landscape. It is five minutes’ walk from my room. When I reached there, I saw a couple sitting close to each other in a rock opposite to the path and talking. If I have a girlfriend, I will not mind spending hours over there. I went and sat in the usual place where I sit and started hearing songs in my iPod. I started enjoying the nature over there; I found the music from the nature far more interesting than the one from my iPod. So I stopped the music and started admiring the nature. If you notice, you can see the rays of the moon pointing towards you in the water as though the moon is shining for you. The small mountainous landscape looked like a young woman’s breast and confirmed the word beauty is of female gender as described in a poem. There was movement of people over there, there were people standing alone, doing exercise, watching the water, boats, jogging etc. But the place was never been crowded and I see only a very few people over there. As I had nothing to do, I started watching the people over there. It’s always interesting to watch people’s actions.

It was around 20:00 and started getting dark, a girl came and I was not able to see her properly as it was getting dark. But the silhouette of her nose and lips are enough to get my attraction. She went near the water, touched with her hands and came back. The waves started vociferously as though it longed for her touch. She went and sat leaning on a tree and kept her legs near the water. The plants inside the water bowed their heads to acknowledge her presence. She does not seem to be happy and it made the wind to silence itself. I thought of speaking to her but the Vairamuthu's word that "I always feel difficult to disturb someone who is spending time for themselves" came to my mind. So I let her alone. When I gained enough confidence to speak to her, she stood and started walking. Well, this is not the first time. Anyway, what am I trying to say? Summer is almost over and I am going to miss it