One evening in Mangalore, we decided
to visit the seashore. We reached the
Ullala beach (the place Ullala being famous for a dargah) and walked
around. May be I was not in my elements,
I only greeted my friend Samudra from a distance and not by touch. I noticed that there was a slope in the
landscape. Even if the waves seemed to
be low, one could never accurately gauge the depth of water so it appeared
improper to venture into deep water (not that it was a valid enough excuse to
keep away from Samudra). A true friend
understood silence, it was said. Samudra
did just that.
I grew up on the East Coast of India, so I'm particularly fond of the Sun and the Sea and hence the title which means sea shore in Telugu. If everyone saw the best of photographs, and read only the best writings, where's the opportunity for the alsorans to showcase their talents( or the absence of them)?
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Tuesday, September 18, 2012
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