yes..this kozhikode beach,has stood witness to ma small feet learning to walk..the days when i couldn’t walk without holdling onto my dad’s hands,then it saw me building castles on its sand,then..it saw me beginning to notice the sunset..and then rush to the lion’s park..then it saw me with my friends celebrating after our exams..it saw me in mamas n pappas,it saw me going home in school bus..then…it saw me as a young girl,with the man of her dreams..it witnessed our dreams and visions,our pranks our secluded meetings…when no one was around to console…this beach had always been there..as a hand on the shoulder..Ever noticed something?this beach and de waves do not try to erase the name u write on the sand…neither is it the kind which pronounces its fathomless strength in its waves..it is mild,caring..and full of love…this beach is what i miss the most as i live out of the city.
nice pic…and i loved the beach , but i remember there was a part of it where the black sewage water was thrown in the sea…and it smelt horrible….but still the parts of it in the picture was what i liked …chao
This is a great article.
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yes..this kozhikode beach,has stood witness to ma small feet learning to walk..the days when i couldn’t walk without holdling onto my dad’s hands,then it saw me building castles on its sand,then..it saw me beginning to notice the sunset..and then rush to the lion’s park..then it saw me with my friends celebrating after our exams..it saw me in mamas n pappas,it saw me going home in school bus..then…it saw me as a young girl,with the man of her dreams..it witnessed our dreams and visions,our pranks our secluded meetings…when no one was around to console…this beach had always been there..as a hand on the shoulder..Ever noticed something?this beach and de waves do not try to erase the name u write on the sand…neither is it the kind which pronounces its fathomless strength in its waves..it is mild,caring..and full of love…this beach is what i miss the most as i live out of the city.
@thressy:
thanks for the comment. I will update whenever i get a chance to go to clt and get some good pics.
tats my favouritest place on the planet…dont get to go there as often as i want to nemore…please do keep updatin it weneva u find the time…thanx a lot
had been there, some ten yrs bak ;))))))
nice pic…and i loved the beach , but i remember there was a part of it where the black sewage water was thrown in the sea…and it smelt horrible….but still the parts of it in the picture was what i liked …chao