It is amazing how simply turning one’s back towards the road can transcend one to a different place instantaneously. There is something calming about the place. Staring at, the endless blue beneath the rarely visible Mumbai stars, the setting sun on the brink of horizon as the splashing waves rhythmically announce the onset of dusk, freezes time. One is not in Mumbai anymore.
Although adjacent to Mumbai, this world is miles away from the city. This place is a refuge. A refuge from a city which leaves no choice but to keep moving. Here, the vastness of the sea forces one to stop and reflect. The solitude it offers inspires one to introspect. The overwhelming expanse revives the child in him only to embrace the vastness and be a part of something so natural.
One is inundated with emotions that the hustle and bustle of the city had made him oblivious of. It compels one to observe trivia such as splashing of waves, colours of the sky, shapes of the cloud, and cherish the moments as they pass. One doesn’t hurry towards the next moment. One simply lives each one of them.
The place is Marine Drive.
This is the place one keeps coming back to. Not because one wants to, not because one needs to, but because nowhere else does one find heterogeneity so gratifying.
Manthan Mehta
