Girl at the Beach...

      Waves coming underneath my feet and the roaring sound of water came through my small ears. It was the first time I came to any beach. Or I can say that I saw sea for the very first time in my life. It was amazing and vast. I can feel the cold water coming towards me and the breeze that’s so refreshing.


        An amiable beach with a vast widened picturesque sea with the waves coming to and fro making me splashed with the water & a distinct view of fort. It was enthralling experience as I was having the first encounter with the Arabian Sea or simply I would just say “Sea”. The place was Diu way back in 1994 where my dad’s conference was held. The best part in my dad’s every conference is the part of sightseeing. Actually that’s the reason why I go in any of his conferences.


       The most awaited and the best part (sightseeing) came and I got to experience the nature’s beauty. The beauty that only God can create, the beauty that’s not comparable to any materialistic things or even the most beautiful women on earth. On that day I got to know that beauty has power, power that entices you towards it, power that brings you closer to the reality of nature or to the god specifically.


       I was mere 5 then, wasn’t aware of the things that were happening around that time but yeah I could now recall all those feelings, that ambience out there, that roaring sound of sea divulging the playfulness of mother nature. I was just enjoying the waves, the cool atmosphere and the small pebbles & the shells. Mom, dad & I were having a ball of time enjoying the waves & wet sand soaked up by the waves. The beach sand is always a different one as it consists of having those innumerable one-of-a-kind stones, pebbles & shells which you would never see in normal sand.


         In the midst of this whole exhilarating sequence, something stroked me to see a girl nearly the same age of mine playing with a football patterned with pentagons of black & white color. She was wearing a nice frock of a light purple color, barefoot, hands fully covered with wet sand & was deeply involved in playing that she wasn’t aware of what was happening around her. She was playing alone and no one was there with her. I guess she was native of Diu & not a tourist like me. She was bouncing that football on the waves that were coming to the shore splashing the water on her not-so-fair looking face. Still I can recall she was innocently beautiful. I was almost lost in her, lost in the way she was playing with that ball and enjoying in her own colorful world.


        As my dad is always fond of clicking pictures, we were having a photo shoot kind of stuff. In between this, my mom approached her and invited to join in this photo session. She came nearby with a sweet gracious smile wearing on her round face. She was looking more beautiful when she came nearby my side. Her wet strands of hair were stuck partly on her cheek & partly on her neck. I was amazed and also hesitated to speak to her. I don’t know what was I feeling then, but yeah whatever it was, it was heavenly beautiful. My mom asked her name, she graciously replied but I didn’t remember that as I was lost in her small but deep eyes. I can’t recall her name as 16 years passed from that day.


         Mom came out of the frame and now we were just two, me and that girl. I was wearing a white t-shirt having cartoons painted on it with a one character saying ‘HELLO’ to another one and under it was a dark purple shorts almost matching with her light purple frock. I was blushing like anything at that point of time. With that blush I was smiling showing my merely countable teeth and she was handling me that ball as in giving me any memento at an occasion. In return to that I was just showing my hand pretending to hold that one. She was staring at me with her small deep eyes giving that innocently cute smile and I loved that. May be she was looking at my over-glowing profuse smile that wasn’t stopping. This was the first time any girl was looking at me like this. It was great!


         Photo session got over and she went back to play with the wet sand, splashing water and patterned football. We also left the beach and at the time of leaving we both turned back and saw each other at the same time. At that point of time I realized that there was an unspoken bond created between both of us. I still remember that evening that was one of my first special friendships that god gifted to me.


          I realized that there are some relations out everywhere in this world in which there is no need of any communication. Those relations communicate through the eyes, through the heart. I felt like we were connected through a channel that most people can’t understand, the channel of heart. I haven’t seen her from that day onwards but still it was my special relationship that god created although it was too small in period of time. But it doesn’t matter as the cliché tells that the 

"Relations are not bound by the time you passed between but it bounds by the way how you felt at that time of your relationship".

        So find out those relations in which you felt really good. Love the people and the people will love you. The world really needs love… so love and be loved.