My contribution to
Sunday photo fiction – Life
Did the ocean and the shore really shrink over the years, I wondered
gazing at the sea. For a moment, I felt it really did. No, it didn’t, but my
life did, I realized. It was more than a decade ago, I vividly remember the
last time I had visited this shore. Back then, my world was full of dreams,
wishes, and targets.
Little did I knew then, life wasn’t all roses. Like any other evenings,
sharp at half past five, as was my usual routine, I left for an evening
leisurely walk along with my only best friend, my twin. Rambling on and on, we
had walked on the shore until our legs could step no more. Sometimes wading
through the waves, munching on popcorns, or on the sand, barefoot.
Life, then was full of excitement and thrill as I was moving out of the
town to pursue a career course. High aims lay ahead of me to be achieved and dreams,
to be chased. Bursting out with zeal, I had chosen my path of life completely
unaware that I would be returning to the shore one day, all lifeless, left with
one question, was this life?
