THE SHACK

 As the sea engulfs the bright scorching sun into itz depths...the sun radiates itz last breath and a last hope for survival with orange and red sparks....with itz final struggle to come back to life....but however hard it tries it must come to an end....coz it is required for someone else at some other place....and so the battle ends and the sun always looses....this is wht happens each and eveyday.....and we humans call it the sunset....

There are few places in this world where you can capture this moment with stark reality and very less imagination....
it all just happens right before your eyes....
as if you have paid for the VIP tickets...
as if you were meant to be there...as if it was made and practiced just so that you could come and watch the show....

Itz Royal...itz Kingly...itz Lavish.....you are the Master and the whole universe is trying to put up a show for your entertainment....you gotta feel it to know wht i am talking about.....you feel for the looser...you do want him too loose...but you just want him to fight a lil bit more....
One such place has been

THE SHACK--GOA....

Guys trust me...sitting on a rest chair....with absolute bloody nothing else in mind...with the sea washing your feet....the sky putting up a show....with long puffs of the sacred flavours...and a very soothing health drink....

This is wer i hoped the time had stopped...

It was getting colder...and i was starting to feel lighter....the birds retreating seemed to be calling us.... We were 4 of us....or rather 5 of us.....3 of us could fly....and 2 of us wanted to fly....and so we did....yes my friends we flew...we talked to the birds...we went high up in the air.....we played with dem........and den we came back....though we did not want too...but it seemed dey did not want to play anymore...

They were afraid of the dark i guess...

But i was not...and i kept soaring...and finally i came back....safe and sound....back to my Kingly chair....

Der i was at my chair...relaxing and letting the waves treat mee....it was den i was approached by a few peasants..who wanted to make some art on my body....i tried to shoo them off initially...but they kept coming back....finally i gave in to one of them....who happily served mee....with the health drink in one hand and other hand being served...I felt like the NAWAB...

At that moment i looked at the sea and clapped for it...i said to it....

"nice show u put up...well done..!!"....

And it was happy....

As the evening grew...it became darker...we had to leave....but i did not want to go.....but then my countrymen needed mee....i was required....so i had to leave...

The richness and the aura...kept calling me back....it whispered in my ears....promised me that it will take me higher.....it will put up a bigger and better show next time.....come back it said....and i could only say....."i sure will....some other day....some other time".....and it kept calling...and it kept calling.....

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P.S.: Prakash...Prakhar....Kunal...and Sugandha....The shack has always been special for mee...thanks for being der to share it with me.....it wouldent have been the same without you...i hope to share it again with yall....some other day some other time....but that's a different story...