sea, moonlight

Musings by the moonlit sea

The mountains beckon some, the forests lure you, there is a charm in an old heritage monument and a certain peace in a remote town . I often get lost in new worlds, some that let me escape the mundane realities of life.

Sindudurg, sea

The restless oceans

But when my mind is restless, I often seek the waves. The ebb and flow of the waters reassure me, the fury of the waves calm me down, the foam bathes my mind and the endless space of sand, water and sky give me an immense faith in life. I realize I am a microcosm in this entire universe and nothing can change the dynamics of life. The rhythm must go on..some waves are rough, some gentle , some gather around your feet,letting your toes feel the illusion of being embedded in the sand, but they let go eventually.


However the colours change as I watch the entire skyscape enact a drama in front of me . Colours of life , I call them – rose, crimson,gold, blue, grey fill the sky as it becomes an open palette.The fluffy white clouds flit in and out ,wrapping the sky in its fold, moving from one end to another. They change their shapes , gather around together to form a big white mass where little streaks of sunlight stream out. Sometimes there is a bit of a conflict in this paradise..where dark clouds throw a veil over the brighter ones, leaving the sky in a grey tone. Life I realize is a rainbow of colours, except we do not get to choose the palette.

The morning glow

The morning glow

I watch as the shore clings on to the waves, but it ebbs leaving the foam behind ..even that evaporates only to be washed away by another wave that drags a bit of the sand with it..I wonder if relationships are like that. The waves erase the memories, the shore tries to cling, the essence is absorbed by the shore and the sea as they carry a bit of each other when they embrace..only to eventually let go. The rocks at a far end are mute spectators to this spectacle. They remain silent as the waves unleash their emotions on them. Sometimes they lash at them, sometimes they embrace, but the rocks do not respond. Sometimes I wonder if this is what they refer to as being rock solid.


I see humans living by the sea, of the sea and I wonder if their understanding of life is much better than us urbanites who worry about mundane issues . As i grapple to understand my destiny and the forces that work within them, I look around and see the entire cycle play out in front of me.


I leave my footprints on the sands of time and wonder if my dreams will come true and if they would be etched for ever, when a wave flows up to me and let the foam curl around my ankles and erase those footprints away.Destiny I realize is not always written by us. We just get to think we play a role here. A little breeze blows past my face and the voice of the waves echo in my ears..Let Go…They say, you give back to the sea something that is important to you..I did just that.I left a part of me , my mind and my thoughts so that I could feel the spacelessness and nothingness inside me, and the voice still tugs in my ears..Let Go…



  1. Vamsee Modugula 10 August, 2009 at 08:36 Reply

    Reading this makes me realize how much I missed your writing. Your words are just beautiful. I read it twice at the same time and both times….I loved it. Wonderful piece.

    Keep writing…

  2. Sharon 10 August, 2009 at 13:03 Reply

    So we beat on, waves against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. – F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  3. birdsonthebrainetc 10 August, 2009 at 13:58 Reply

    You write so well, Lakshmi! And coming from your heart, this is so different from your descriptive pieces! Keep this up – it makes wonderful reading! The pics are absolutely lovely by themselves – in fact, in reading the piece, one tends not to notice their beauty the first time – you have to go back and look at them again separately! Great job – hoping to see more of this!

  4. Aaarti 10 August, 2009 at 19:23 Reply

    Your words are magical, there is something about them… i was transported to the ocean as i read each line!!!

    and the way you have woven life, and relationships to the waves, rocks is so perfect!!

    Like you, i too find so much peace around water bodies.. Gosh, i miss Sankey tank πŸ™‚

  5. GMG 11 August, 2009 at 15:08 Reply

    Hi Lakshmi!
    Wonderful post! It makes me feel as if I was on holiday, and that is a great feeling for someone stuck in an office… ;))
    Excellent pictures!!

    Blogtrotter has some more Rural Iceland before the Blue Lagoon. Enjoy and have a fabulous week!
    (You missed the colours in Reykjavik… ;))

  6. Jeevan 12 August, 2009 at 17:16 Reply

    I loved reading this poetic prose, and it’s indeed beautiful and thoughtful. The sea is always my inspiration and I love being in its companion. Sea, breeze and sky remain as a splendid example to our life and we learn many thing through observing.

    Loved the 2nd snap!

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