Bane Of Existence
{ This one has been sitting idly in drafts for more than a year. Most of it owing to my laziness to edit and publish. Finally I got around to it and the reason for that has to be yet another blog. Before you go on - the story might not be fictional but the characters and settings are.} T he Sun had silently gone to sleep. His last rays bounced off the golden sands. The groundnut peddler hit his wares furiously. The tantalizing smell of onion pakodas gave a tough fight to my diet plans. But the Beach was not the same today. The Waves don't sound happy. They sing in sorrow like they understand her.
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ReplyDeletethumbs up!
ReplyDeleteI have been to this place several years ago...there is a sort of calmness at the environs there isnt?
ReplyDelete@ indu : :)
ReplyDelete@Clueless : Pepsi.. :P (i know .. bad Pj)
@Mathew : There sure is a calmness in the place.
I found the place amazing in a sort of way..