‘Angry waves, beating against the shores, in agitation and repulsion, they carry with them a fierce sense of destruction!’
Vamika stood by the side of an old wooden
rocking chair, bending towards one of the sides of the window, she kept on
staring at the magnificent scene that lay stretched in front of her beautiful
oriental eyes. The blazing sun, shining
and reflecting its power over the sparkling green water of the sea, the huge
stretch of golden sand with palm trees around, and a bunch of local kids
playing at a distant, “How pleasant all of it seems,” thought Vamika, “how perfect
can this life get? Its like living in God’s own personal paradise, Oh! I desire
nothing more, but how totally ecstatic all this bliss could have been, had it
been just him and I, together, forever, only if the love was to be realized,
only if this paradise was not devoid of the passionate, crimsoned streaks of
love; this would only have been better than the Eden itself.” And while such
thoughts crossed her mind, a sparkling drop of tear trickled down
her flushed cheek, it stopped for a while at the beautiful meandering
protrusion of her pink lips and finally slipped down to her little chin. “I
will not think about him anymore, it adds to my misery, Oh! Was I ever so
miserable before? No, and I shan't be anymore!” and thinking this, she took a deep
breath, wiped away her tears, took a scarf that lay beside her and walked out
of the front door.
As she went out and exposed herself to the brightness of
the sun, her smooth skin glistened and glowed, her honey colored eyes looked
wild and exotic , her light auburn twirling curls were loosely tied in a bun
and rebelled to fall on her ivory white shoulders. Vamika kept strolling near
the sea shore, observing her surroundings and curiously watching the tourists
who were happily basking in the sun, all this amused her and there her pink
lips twirled into a half smile. After a while she sat beneath a palm tree, the
heat and the humidity had exhausted her. Vamika sat reclining against the bark
of a palm tree, she took off her scarf and let her hair fall, the sweet scent
of jasmine in the air, the subtle chirping of birds around her and the vast
expanse of sea in front of her made her subsume in a trance like state, she
then, let her tiny feet sink into the hot, golden sand and closed her eyes for
a while....
....to be continued!
