The Beach Goer



The waves were gathering momentum as the skies turned from twilight to night time.The winds were in tandem brushing across one’s face.While it was a thrilling experience to watch the lighthouse guide the ships to safety, it was equally enthralling to see the stalls on the beach make brisk business. One sold crispy hot fritters, a much needed appetiser on a windy night, another attracted the beach goers by the loud clang of metal against the huge, round vessel used for roasting groundnuts. In contrast to the loud backdrop, mesmerising silence, sparkling eyes, welcomed us to her stall, “Come! I shall reveal your past”, whispered she.

106 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Bikurgurl for running the challenge at 100WW. The image is provided by KAL VISUALS. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.


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