Six months of vacation can make a nature lover out of anyone including me... and what can be a better place to please my newly acquired passion than good old PDP (Priyadarshini Park). On rare occasions I do go for a jog, and predictably end up sitting on a bench facing the sea, relishing the sight. The unhindered view of the open sea as the orange sun dissolves into it leaving behind puddle of orange across the sky creates a radiant image. I end up sitting for quite some time as the sky turns darker and stars begin to pop out all across the sky as the fishermen head across the sea for their daily catch.
Returning home I end up wondering how such things in life even end up making writers out of people like me…. Weird!!!!!!!!!!
