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Chapter 1 - In The Beach

      I see the army of dark clouds invading the land, while the mighty sun was fighting hard to penetrate through the clouds, the ocean seemed to be overwhelmed with joy on the sign of rains arrival. The blowing Seabreeze was helping people who were running towards shore for shelter, two boys who were involved in a kite battle fleed the battlefield along with an aged samosa vendor who was giving tough competition for the boys in running race. I see few couples marching out while few were marching in towards ground zero. If not for the hyperactive waves, I'm sure one could hear the sound of clouds moving above my head and towards the land. 
     As I laid flat on the old Tug Boat which was washed ashore during recent cyclone, the first drop of rain fell on my nose. I quickly took shelter on the side of the boat and looked around. It was like the waves and rain were dancing together for the beat and light of thunder and lightning, such a beautiful sight it was. As i slowly paned around, I saw an injured dog limping as refugee in front of me with two hearts. I was able to understand his fear for human beings from his experiences of the past and need for a safe house to see through the rain. 
    I don't remember what was running in my mind at that moment, I just took my backpack and started walking along the coast battling against the strong Seabreeze and prickling invaders from above. When I turned back after walking for some 100 meters, I saw the dog shaking its body rigorously to dry his drenched body. I continued walking with a smile on my face and nothing in my mind...

To be continued...

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