Tuesday, 7 April 2015

Need to see the sea.



I wonder how being beside a sea feels. I wonder how experiencing it feels. I call it an experience, because, it must be one. What you interpret from the opening sentences is correct, I have never experienced that vast expanse of water, ever in my life. Many geographical terms collide with each other, up there in my head - continental shelf, waves, margin - when I think of it now and my worst nightmare is, that perhaps, when I actually get to witness the sea, these would be the first words that will crop up in my mind. 
On the brighter side, maybe not.
 I know it is probably stupid to think and over think about something that has not happened, and if I see my record of "leisure travel", chances are, it might not happen. But, this stupidity has been committed, many times over and I don't restrict it just to the thought of going to a sea shore ( I want to witness Aurora Borealis too! Another story.)

I have thoroughly imagined what being by the sea might feel. How even the air might bear witness to its presence : it must be fragrant with the salty smell of the sea and that of the wet sand at the beach and heavily laden with moisture. The sea would spread till the horizon, and you can gaze at its infinity, even beyond our " legitimate " nautical miles, without transgressing any rule. You can see your imprints in the soft sand and also watch them being washed away by the soft waves crashing at the shore, and wonder, about transience of human life and the futility of everything you had ever worried about. And how the sound of those waves might prove to be the best lullaby ever.The sound of children playing might invoke nostalgia. Seeing other people around might make you wonder about their story - have they run away from their monotony to this beautiful escape for the same reason as yours?
Will the beauty of the place be powerful enough to induce tears of joy? Will it help leave some of the baggage behind - to be carried away from you - as far as possible - to the horizon and beyond?

The sweet influence of nature! 
And surely, only nature has the answer to these questions - somewhere ahead in space and time. *fingers crossed*

:)






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