A Day at the Beach

 I stopped at the edge of the beachfront looking through the silhouette view of the mountainous terrain over the sea. My feet can feel the warmth of the white sands that tickle the sole of my bare feet. The sun is directly on top of me the heat penetrates through my skin causing a warm sensation through my body. As i walk through the sand i can feel the bristle of my hairs flowing through my head blown away by the south east breeze that blew past me. It reminds me of the yester time when i was a kid playing at the beach with my parents and siblings leaving our house located 40km away from the beach. The sound of the waves hitting the rocky side of the beach slamming on the gated rocks that acts as a beach barricade preventing the erosion of the beach which might damage the reputation of the beach to its visitors, the barricade tries to slow down the impact of the waves smashing through the beach. As my feet threaded along the edge of the beach i came across the trees that provides shades to the visitors of the beach. I can see families gathering and laughing, talking and enjoying the tranquil scenery that the beach has to offer. They were also enjoying their snacks that has been prepacked earlier brought from their houses for a short gateway escaping the hustle and chaotic life in the city. I look across my shoulder and i can see towards my right there are people who are practicing horse riding on the beach with an instructor navigating and leading the horse through its designated path faraway from beachgoer. Through my left i can see vaguely the fisherman piloting their motorized boats going further into the sea catching fishes i presume which will eventually be sold to the people at shore. It was a busy day at the beach with many activities bustling around. As my watches indicates the time coming close to noon, i could start to feel the heat of the sun making me sweats and uncomfortable. I started to move to places with cooler shades under the tree trying to escape the scotching sun. As i slides myself on the side of the coconut tree trunk and looking away becoming a spectators to the crowd that now occupies the beach it makes me wonder is the beach actually become a silent place to relax and recharge keeping my thoughts away from the busy schedule at work and appointment and meetings that has always been filling my daily timetable. It seems that the beach now doesn't offer me the solitude that i have always been dreaming and experiencing during my younger times. The beach has now become a place with crowded people cheering and playing. I can see dead log laying on the surface of the beach presuming been swept away by the waves bringing it closer and landing it at the beach. The log origin is something of a mystery, how far has it travel is something that no one bothers to know. Maybe the log has travel through thousands of kilometers making it a visitors from a far away land carrying life that remains on it. It must be scary and terrifying if i would imagine that i have travel that far alone with nothing to held on and nothing to rely on. Becoming a solo traveller in the world of uncertainties would keeps as awake at night, with no land at sight no food available it would be an impossible task for anyone to undertake and contemplate. 

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