A walk at the sea face at Worli (Mumbai) is a strange experience,
the sea crashing on the big rocks, the frightening sound
the olive sea breaking into millions of whites
the showering salt
and the hundreds of giggles and voices..
The breezy wind is always there, and in a low tide the sea is serene, its calm
its balmy.
As you walk, there are many a couples staring into the sea..
many loners feeling the breeze,
old men, women, chatting walking,
some exercising, some playing
And you gain momentum but you suddenly bring yourself to a halt to save a random toddler walking aimlessly towards you!
But the same sea takes a different turn on a high tide...
the serene sea is now turbulent, energetic and forceful..
with all its might, the sea now hits the walls, pushes back the city..
the sea breaks open the sitting slabs, soaks the unmindful..
the loud gargle, the sound -- cutting across all others..
no more playing, no more chit-chat..
the sea reigns supreme -- dominates everything.
people stare at it.. couples stare at it..
the high risen water, is uncomfortably beautiful..
some are still staring into the sea, and then the incoming wave, which they had innocently misjudged..
soaks them effortlessly,
making them jump out of the mundaneness, realizing the wetness, with a little shame, a little giggle and most likely, a little relief.*
*not to mention the pungent saline taste which appears a little later and stays for quite a while. :)
the sea crashing on the big rocks, the frightening sound
the olive sea breaking into millions of whites
the showering salt
and the hundreds of giggles and voices..
The breezy wind is always there, and in a low tide the sea is serene, its calm
its balmy.
As you walk, there are many a couples staring into the sea..
many loners feeling the breeze,
old men, women, chatting walking,
some exercising, some playing
And you gain momentum but you suddenly bring yourself to a halt to save a random toddler walking aimlessly towards you!
But the same sea takes a different turn on a high tide...
the serene sea is now turbulent, energetic and forceful..
with all its might, the sea now hits the walls, pushes back the city..
the sea breaks open the sitting slabs, soaks the unmindful..
the loud gargle, the sound -- cutting across all others..
no more playing, no more chit-chat..
the sea reigns supreme -- dominates everything.
people stare at it.. couples stare at it..
the high risen water, is uncomfortably beautiful..
some are still staring into the sea, and then the incoming wave, which they had innocently misjudged..
soaks them effortlessly,
making them jump out of the mundaneness, realizing the wetness, with a little shame, a little giggle and most likely, a little relief.*
*not to mention the pungent saline taste which appears a little later and stays for quite a while. :)
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| The Worli sea face, as it was, on 9th July, 16 |
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