the sunset walk
as he got out from the rail station he saw hordes of people after a very long time. but for a change it was relaxed, very unhurried. people walking slowly taking in whats around them. and soon he would realize this city was to be lived like that. it was a tourist spot but the true beauty of it lay in not being a tourist in this city. assimilating the culture and the vagaries of human talent that lay in display.
he walked out and wanted to take the bus for his final destination. he was absorbed in the place hardly noticing the people. he felt a little liberated to be walking alone and not with anyone else.as he reached the main street, he was awed by the architecture, by the very atmosphere. people looked like they are here to have a good time, there was a positive energy all around. as he waited for the bus he could not help but notice the wide variety of people in view. soon taking the bus he went around the coastline. it was beautiful , the sea in all its splendour.
he got a little earlier to walk around the place. the sun was bright and the skies clear. the air was fresh and slowly wafting across in from the sea and there were islands in between that he could see from the land. it was typical of the olden construction near fishing sites. wooden planks laid down and one could feel the raw energy of the sea beating against it. the shops were bright and colorful selling their wares. the road was festive, the restaurants beautiful and tasteful in appearance. trees lined up in the center of the street, with by-lane perpendicular to it rising as it went inland. the buildings rose along with it and was a sight to behold. he stood between the sea and the majestic city that rose in a steep incline on the other side. the human presence was just enough to not disturb the tranquility nor make it suffocating. walking around he felt a strange relaxing feeling surging through his body. the people all around him were taking in the sights of the city, enjoying themselves without a care, living in the moment of this wonderful city.
he kept walking, unable to think anything else watching this entire beautiful scene in front of him. he was right there in the moment soaking in what it had to offer. slowly as he walked the streets became less beautiful, more coarse of the fishing boats era. and then there were a line of shops selling seafood, could he say no.
walking along he saw crabs, lobsters , shrimps and a chalder soup ... getting hold of the shrimps he sat next to the sea in a place where there was hardly anyone. it was further in , almost deserted. the evening was still bright, the sea waves gentle and the breeze cool.
and this was a result of human spirit. of human creation, of human survival and of wants of something more than just existing. some good comes out of wanting more , who was he to judge. it was just a time to immerse further in the splendour of the nightlife. munching on the fried shrimps he ahead of him ...
he walked out and wanted to take the bus for his final destination. he was absorbed in the place hardly noticing the people. he felt a little liberated to be walking alone and not with anyone else.as he reached the main street, he was awed by the architecture, by the very atmosphere. people looked like they are here to have a good time, there was a positive energy all around. as he waited for the bus he could not help but notice the wide variety of people in view. soon taking the bus he went around the coastline. it was beautiful , the sea in all its splendour.
he got a little earlier to walk around the place. the sun was bright and the skies clear. the air was fresh and slowly wafting across in from the sea and there were islands in between that he could see from the land. it was typical of the olden construction near fishing sites. wooden planks laid down and one could feel the raw energy of the sea beating against it. the shops were bright and colorful selling their wares. the road was festive, the restaurants beautiful and tasteful in appearance. trees lined up in the center of the street, with by-lane perpendicular to it rising as it went inland. the buildings rose along with it and was a sight to behold. he stood between the sea and the majestic city that rose in a steep incline on the other side. the human presence was just enough to not disturb the tranquility nor make it suffocating. walking around he felt a strange relaxing feeling surging through his body. the people all around him were taking in the sights of the city, enjoying themselves without a care, living in the moment of this wonderful city.
he kept walking, unable to think anything else watching this entire beautiful scene in front of him. he was right there in the moment soaking in what it had to offer. slowly as he walked the streets became less beautiful, more coarse of the fishing boats era. and then there were a line of shops selling seafood, could he say no.
walking along he saw crabs, lobsters , shrimps and a chalder soup ... getting hold of the shrimps he sat next to the sea in a place where there was hardly anyone. it was further in , almost deserted. the evening was still bright, the sea waves gentle and the breeze cool.
and this was a result of human spirit. of human creation, of human survival and of wants of something more than just existing. some good comes out of wanting more , who was he to judge. it was just a time to immerse further in the splendour of the nightlife. munching on the fried shrimps he ahead of him ...
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