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"I want to see a setting sun", I told him as we sat in the shack looking at the bright sun gleaming over the waves.


"Sure, let's not move anywhere", he readily jumped over the idea.


We talked about everything that we had anticipated all along, this trip, our future together, family back home as we nonchalantly waited for the sun to set.


It was only when the waiter brought a lamp to our side when I noticed that we had missed the whole idea of viewing the sunset!


"Phew! I don't see the sun", I yelled out alarmed


"laa", I heard him say.


" Well, isn't it good that we can again come back tomorrow and sit in the same spot waiting for the sun to set", he remarked.


Well, this is what I like about him. His ability to look at the positive side of life.


Well, if not a sunset, we saw a pale moon's silvery gleam over those tall waves. We laughed and talked over endless cups of tea and food.


While it was time to leave the shore, we dipped our feet in those cool waves and left our sand imprints in memories lane from where I am trying to fetch my words as I think about that particular evening.

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