Rawte days,Mumbai, Part 2: Waves of the ocean

Once long ago i had read a book by Robin Sharma "Who will cry when u die". One of the chapters that really loved about that book was "Find your place of peace", somewhere where you are just yourself, without any stress of the outside world or any such tension....
Luckily i have managed finding it everywhere i have gone after that. For IMT its those moments when i can stand near the AEC and gaze at the stars, be it Place Wilson in France where i spent long hours writing some of my best blogs.... So when we go back to Mumbai it also had such a place..

IMT had the sky, France had land so with this trend Mumbai had its sea, The Arabian Sea...
i still remember those times when i used to feel low i used to walk to Chowpatty, half a kilometre away from Rawte and just sit there on the sand... During my CAT preparation days i used to sit back in college till late in the night. My college used to be at one end of the Marine Drive and Rawte at the other. So everynight used to walk back on the parapet of Marine Drive enjoying the sights and sounds of the sea. The third and final place where i loved spending time with the sea was Amarsons Park. Evening when i was free i used to walk to this place around a kilometre and half away. In addition to the breeze and the sound of the waves, one would get to hear the rustling of the leaves of the palm trees on the edge... Used to be a wonderful feeling...

In any of these places i would just sit there, feel the breeze on ur face and the sound of the waves to and fro non stop... There in the distance you could see a light or two of the ships anchored in the deep seas.. I loved these moments because the time that i sat there one disappeared into a world of trance... away from the rigors of life.... Something like Marine Drive, even though a 1000 cars sped past you, i would never even hear them once i got lost in those waves..

I had a grand time observing waves and how they work... The sea gulls who would swoop down on the surface and catch their prey, the crabs who would scamper about looking for their means of survival... A 100 thoughts, away from your life, would take ur breath and mind away...

Still remember the beauty of those days when the full moon used to be above the water and the surface use to shimmer like silver... a scene straight out of paintings and pictures and at times in the darkness and this shimmering, a late evening fisherman used to cross trying his hand at a last minute catch....

Those walks on Marine Drive would be great, plug ur ear phones in and go along singing away to "Yeh hai Mumbai meri Jaan..." The sea had a completely different look during those monsoon days when we used to go to chowpatty and marine drive just to get drenched in the downpour... and when the waves used to hit the parapet and splash up...those were divine moments....

If i do miss something about my Mumbai days its the sea and the moments i spent by it... be it Chowpatty or Marine Drive or Amarson's Park... It was just fabulous.... Just hope i could carry some of it to everywhere i go but sadly... It had to be left behind.... Someday......