I sat by the sea…

During a trip to Goa, I was reveling my time on the beach.  The sun and clouds playing hide and seek decided to behave and let us be. It was peaceful. I was enjoying the waves breaking to the rhythmic sea sounds . I was also watching the smattering of people around.
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People watching?

Young couple holding hands. Happy. Slowly walking.
Shrill whistle sounds. Red bus with people spilling.
Senior citizens crossing road. Bikes suddenly braking.
A bunch of college students guffawing. Two cyclists wheeling.
Office executives on cell phones. Ladies lunching. Gossiping. Gesticulating.
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Summer rains

A few days ago, I was at my old apartment looking out of my window, at the rather spread-out tree whose dust-coated leaves I could touch if I put my hand out. It was kind of hot and dusty. I was thinking that the kind of heat we have been experiencing was not very Bangalore-like. Ours was a city known for its pleasant summers. Sadly not any more.:(
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Switched off

I am one of those people who is mostly(?!) “switched on”, I check my phone first thing in the morning and it is the last thing on my list before I retire at night. I’d like to think that I’m not as bad as my other friends who are constantly facebooking, instagramming, whatsapping and there is one friend who also tweets while in the rest room! It sure is addictive.
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Wherever I may roam

I am big on travel. I enjoy every aspect of it.
The research, the planning, the anticipation, the promise and finally the travel itself; and once you reach your destination, then there is the exploring, the experiencing and enjoying the local flavors. Be it the culture, the food, all other new things surrounding you or of just “being”! I love it all.
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Working on my re-write:)

I have been writing for as long as I can remember. It started being a little more serious in college, when accidentally a short story I’d written got noticed and got popular. Writing was a private thing – with little notes to myself, capturing a feeling or giving advise to myself when the going got rough. In a way writing sustained a part of me. Maybe the grammar was not so “on point” but you get the gist. 🙂

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