By the Sea
We have gone to picnic by the sea beach. It was on the Konkan Coast of India. At the time of our arrival at the beach, there was a low tide and sand on the beach was exposed a great deal. It was just flat with very gentle slope towards the sea. Water nearer was muddy and khaki colored. Far off it looked greenish. There were boats looking like specks and seagulls were hovering over them.
I enjoyed a lot inside the water. I would go deeper and deeper inside till I was not able to stand on my feet and water would throw me off balance. A wave would roll and throw me any which way. I felt very refreshing as well as very tired also. There were ladies who were very tentative in going inside the water. Indian women will dip themselves with their clothes on. Sarees will get wet and then cling to their massive buttocks revealing them.
The the tide began to rise and the ground which was bare was being claimed by the sea. This process of claiming and declaiming goes on endlessly. The scene is not constant but shifting slowly and surely. By the time, it was evening and Sun became coppery red and began to take a dip inside the sea far away from us as if it had tired all day and began to take a bath to cool itself before going to bed.