Waves
“I hope you dance” by Leanne Womack has one great line - “I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean” - Being all of 5′2″, I feel small most times - but having grown up in my “tiny island nation” as my Imperialist friends like to call it, I know exactly what she means. One thing about Chennai, is that its a coastal city, which means I dont suffer the withdrawal symptoms that afflict my Bangalore and other land bound friends so frequently. And somehow I never fail to appreciate the sea - never. Yesterday was no exception - ok, so Marina Beach may have much too much sand and the water too far away and the pineapple was a tad too raw (I expressed these opinions much to Karthik’s outrage - I think he owns the Marina food franchise).. but somehow just sitting near the water and watching the waves and occasionally the ships, makes everything seem worthwhile and yet so insignificant in importance. It’s a bit dangerous actually, because its this kind of mood that actually makes people ask questions like “Who am I?” and ‘Why am I here?”, which I somehow prefer to leave unanswered. But also it allows you to ignore the grumpy people who get upset about trivial things like “I cant believe you guys were eating mango while we were walking around looking for you” - pish taw I say. Get over it.
