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Was supposed to kill time to be able to keep a cancelled engagement, but all the effort was not wasted. Thought of sitting on Marine Drive, but spotted Juhu beach and walked down the Queen's necklace, disturbing a few stupid pigeons on the way...


Remember clicking photos of the tetrapods long ago, and also remember that a crane was being used to supplement the existing anti erosion measures, and surprisingly, it was still at it!


Relaxed on the beach, read a book, slept for a while, ordered two cups of pretty damn amazing tea, gave a funeral to all the waste that I buried in the sand in the most irresponsible fashion, and perhaps the most significant of all, dug a deep hole in the sand.


People were giving me weird looks, including foreigners (firangs are fast walkers, by the way) but I kept digging, flashing them half defiant, half amused, and somehow, half abashed smiles. Guess I was smiling one and a half a smile...

When you leave a beach behind, trust me, you also leave behind a lot of baggage...