It must have been over four months since I last relished a full moon. And it was more than two and a half years I have wanted to go to a beach on a full moon evening. Well, these waiting had to stop some day and it did when I saw the full moon riding by my side, all way through the OMR to the Elliot's beach, The beach was well illuminated and had less crowd being a week day.
I sauntered through the sands across to the inviting beach, laying my eyes on the moon. The beach in the moon light was more beautiful than what I could imagine. The reflecting waves and the calm fluffy snow white clouds laden sky bordering the horizon are something beyond my words. I am no Wordsworth. I wonder, will ever somebody be able to describe that beautiful night convincingly with full satisfaction. If not by words, the next thing close to satisfaction will be in capturing it in the canvas. Capturing the entirety!! Something like Ravi Varma's 'the Lady in the Moonlight'. But what if you are neither Wordsworth nor Ravi Varma?? The clouds and the soft twinkling stars and felt the horizon was very near compared to one in a dark night. A white carpet with shimmering moon light had been laid to the moon before me, if only i had the power to walk on water. I am no Jesus either!!
The playful silver waves, breaking into the shore and the anklets in girls legs playing with their forbearers, beguiles you from the griefs and stress and fills with peace and divinity. A dog which was running in its pack, broke from it to play with the waves - face to face with the ocean's spray. Was it Neruda's dog?? Had it not died?? The tiny crabs running for the receding wetness of the waves too were in a very playful mood. The entire living world there seemed to be lively and playful. The tides too were on a high now. I too was getting in to the mood.
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