Beaches, books and beer ……
All good things in life start with B Beaches books beer biryani and how can I forget? Yes boys too….
Imagine…. The breeze ruffling up your hair, water spraying on your face, waves splashing around your ankle and the warmth of the sun kissing your skin….
Can you feel what I feel?
I feel ….. I feel like I am surfing on the waves, big blue sky over my head and sand under my feet. If you are not barefoot on the beach then you are over dressed. I feel happy. There is no place for the stress of the routine here. Life at the beach is so different. We have to leave all that behind us. Here, the time does not pass by the clock. It goes by the shadows. We live by the waves. Life is fun here …… we can feel the bliss, play in the sand, splash in the sea, run after the waves, get dirty and wet and yet, no one gets mad !! For a long time, I sit and stare at the endless sea, no thoughts in my mind. I just watch the crashing waves and the glistening sun upon the deep ocean. I feel blessed to be able to laze around in the sun here and admire this scenic beauty. I love beaches….
After hours of collecting the shells and other treasures from the sea, I feel satiated but hot and my throat is parched. I need a drink. Relaxing under the shade of an umbrella with a cool drink in my hands, I already feel better. The sun appears strong but I have no intention of leaving the beach. I look around and see girls in beachwear playing hand ball and young men appreciating the sights. Further down, there are children building sand castles and i remember my childhood. Reminiscing for some time, I shrug out of my reverie and reach out for a book from my bag. Books are my constant companion. Like music, books too wash from the soul the dust of every day life. They take me to places unknown and teach me lessons learnt by others. I feel each time I open a book and read, somewhere a Tree smiles knowing that there’s life after death. This is not the time for some heavy reading but light hearted romance and comedy. Opening my all time favorite, Gone with the wind, which always keeps me wanting more of Scarlette and Mr. Butler…… I make myself more comfortable just in case I doze off reading and dream a few dreams of my own. Sometimes I wonder why we don’t burn calories while reading? I would have been scary thin by now.
The chill in the air suddenly wakes me up. I look around…. Longer shadows…. I stretch and smile. Dusk has fallen…. People are packing up for the day. The sun is setting and now is the time for some chilled beer. You know, I drink beer only at two occasions. One, when I am at the beach and second , when I am not at the beach. There is always something interesting happening around beer. I can hear music from not so far away shacks getting ready for the party all night. Musicians are sitting around stringing their instruments and owners shuffling around for the last minute arrangements. A can of chilled beer in hand, I amuse myself with the people now pouring in…. some singles, some couples and some in groups. Of all sizes and ages, some quiet, some talking and some grooving to the music. As the night comes around, the music gets louder, the spirits flowing freely, the youth get funky and the food gets tastier. Some more beers and sumptuous dinner later I am out again, looking at the sea… its beauty more enhanced by the full moon. As they say, beauty lies in the eyes of the beerholder, sorry beholder. I can never get enough of the beaches and the waves. I can spend a whole lifetime just by watching them. My lifeline – beaches books and beer and my wish for all of you - may you always have a shell in your pocket and sand in your shoes.
All good things in life start with B Beaches books beer biryani and how can I forget? Yes boys too….
Imagine…. The breeze ruffling up your hair, water spraying on your face, waves splashing around your ankle and the warmth of the sun kissing your skin….
Can you feel what I feel?
I feel ….. I feel like I am surfing on the waves, big blue sky over my head and sand under my feet. If you are not barefoot on the beach then you are over dressed. I feel happy. There is no place for the stress of the routine here. Life at the beach is so different. We have to leave all that behind us. Here, the time does not pass by the clock. It goes by the shadows. We live by the waves. Life is fun here …… we can feel the bliss, play in the sand, splash in the sea, run after the waves, get dirty and wet and yet, no one gets mad !! For a long time, I sit and stare at the endless sea, no thoughts in my mind. I just watch the crashing waves and the glistening sun upon the deep ocean. I feel blessed to be able to laze around in the sun here and admire this scenic beauty. I love beaches….
After hours of collecting the shells and other treasures from the sea, I feel satiated but hot and my throat is parched. I need a drink. Relaxing under the shade of an umbrella with a cool drink in my hands, I already feel better. The sun appears strong but I have no intention of leaving the beach. I look around and see girls in beachwear playing hand ball and young men appreciating the sights. Further down, there are children building sand castles and i remember my childhood. Reminiscing for some time, I shrug out of my reverie and reach out for a book from my bag. Books are my constant companion. Like music, books too wash from the soul the dust of every day life. They take me to places unknown and teach me lessons learnt by others. I feel each time I open a book and read, somewhere a Tree smiles knowing that there’s life after death. This is not the time for some heavy reading but light hearted romance and comedy. Opening my all time favorite, Gone with the wind, which always keeps me wanting more of Scarlette and Mr. Butler…… I make myself more comfortable just in case I doze off reading and dream a few dreams of my own. Sometimes I wonder why we don’t burn calories while reading? I would have been scary thin by now.
The chill in the air suddenly wakes me up. I look around…. Longer shadows…. I stretch and smile. Dusk has fallen…. People are packing up for the day. The sun is setting and now is the time for some chilled beer. You know, I drink beer only at two occasions. One, when I am at the beach and second , when I am not at the beach. There is always something interesting happening around beer. I can hear music from not so far away shacks getting ready for the party all night. Musicians are sitting around stringing their instruments and owners shuffling around for the last minute arrangements. A can of chilled beer in hand, I amuse myself with the people now pouring in…. some singles, some couples and some in groups. Of all sizes and ages, some quiet, some talking and some grooving to the music. As the night comes around, the music gets louder, the spirits flowing freely, the youth get funky and the food gets tastier. Some more beers and sumptuous dinner later I am out again, looking at the sea… its beauty more enhanced by the full moon. As they say, beauty lies in the eyes of the beerholder, sorry beholder. I can never get enough of the beaches and the waves. I can spend a whole lifetime just by watching them. My lifeline – beaches books and beer and my wish for all of you - may you always have a shell in your pocket and sand in your shoes.
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