Last summer one rare opportunity came, I got chance to visit Chennai. Until then I had never had this feeling.The day started with fine breakfast we packed our lenses (it was my mobile). Completely ignoring what was going to happen.
Got a window seat on the luxurious semi deluxe bus.As we were hurling towards the east coast road. I felt the calling. It was intolerable. Got the first glimpse...but It was blurred...

Our next stop was Balaji Temple. It was where I first saw a illustration of South Indian Art. We prayed to lord. Definitely the South Indian style of worship was different. Boys where encircling the holy shrine praying for beautiful wives.

We had a long photo sessions and enjoyed every rock art. It was amazing to find that goats can climb such high with ease.
Soothing wind whispered as we headed to Shore temple.

My vision was now clear. The call was clear and loud. I have to go. Extending its arm calling me.I can not resist it now.
I ran the last distance. At first I was hesitant.But the whitish feathers stretching in all direction.It was most romantic moment of my life.It was like that I found may lost love.
I ran down loosing all my sense.
It was cool and all my pain and tension eased out as soon as it touched me.When the wave returned I felt that I was going down in lost but wonderland. As soon as sand slided down my foot I become numb.

Even now I cherish every moment of it. This was my first encounter with sea.