Silent Dreams

Thoughts shroud my brain. Thoughts of things I've lost. Things that built my dreams. I sit alone for hours. Days pass by. Nights seem even longer. But these thoughts never leave me. They grow on me. Drag me deeper into my reverie. It makes me miserable.
Along comes the wave. The big one. If you thought you were safe at the shore, you were wrong. You try to evade it. It drenches you. Promptly it goes back. Just as it came. Where did your misery vanish?
Dreams built silently on hours and hours of thoughts. On Ideas never spoken of. All washed away by one swish. But I feel free. There is a feeling of relief. Soothing. I am released. Nothing can frighten me now. I am afraid of nothing.

I can't swim. Maybe I could if I tried. But in an ocean, I certainly can't. I decide to walk. Towards the vast ocean. On a pier. Every tide that hits the pier, rattles the walls. The whistling and howling grow eerily louder as the waves come and go. But I still walk. I reach as far as I could go. Only the vast empty ocean remains ahead. It looks enticing. Some other time. Not today. Not today at all. For today I conquer my fears.





I woke up early morning at 3:15 a.m to join a few friends. We went to a place called Thalankuppam, about 20 kms from Chennai. Its near Ennore. With the whole of the pier and the beach left to us, all we could do was keep clicking. The Sun rose from the waters. Colours filled the sky. We all just sat and drank in the pleasing atmosphere. Nothing can beat the fresh mood of the earliest of early mornings. Add to that a good sunrise at a beach and you know what is bliss. I should do this more often. Certainly worth the loss of sleep.