I've always, always, always wondered if I were someone in my past life. I always seemed to root for Gandhi[The Mahatma one, not the class ones!].You know- A challenging life, vegetarian policies and glory for eternity-My kinda thing. Lost out in the roles I could've and would've played in my previous lives, I failed to acknowledge my role in the present one. It never struck me that I could be someone in this life as well! I went to Goa recently, and found out..I could very well be Poseidon's child!:D For all of those who do not follow Greek Mythology, here's a heads up. Kronos,The king of Titans had three sons-Zeus,The God of thunder and Lightning, Poseidon- The God of Seas, Hades- The God of the Underworld. I believe I have the DNA of Poseidon. :P
All I remember about Goa are the beaches and the sands. Swimming, floating,drowning and playing in every one of the them! I love the beaches! The very nature of it. Always flowing, always rising up and down. The blue translucent fibres of life that coagulate to form one scary entity-The Ocean. The Ocean that exudes a force and volume, which no child of Zeus or Hades can withstand.. The seemingly endless mystery that refuses to fade into oblivion, the lapping waves that leave its trail on the sands ,however ephemeral it may be. The thundering force with which it crashes into the rocks, shapes them and renders them majestically beautiful!Every time the waters took me down, I resurfaced with a new dose of energy and vigor.
Water water everywhere,
More and more, I greedily crave!
Up and roaring come the giant waves,
Now insert somethin that rhymes with waves.!
PS-This post has no conclusion. Just like the waters never rest, so does the Daughter of Mr P never concludes her babble.
