The setting Sun  in the horizon yet
slowly readying to dip in deep waters
crimson sky with wonderful hallow
birds flying  fast to their abodes
Young boys and girls splashing  water  
Playing throw ball and jumping
and  tucking under high waves  
some swimming in the murky sea,
their loud laughter filling the beach
with joyful  abandonment.

Grand parents driving in  horse carts
youngsters riding fast on horse backs
Camels with  small families on their mounts
Guided by their owners with a whip in hand  
small children building sand castles  
parents overlooking  their activities
and clicking photos  in mobiles
yes,  a Sunday evening to beat the heat
I sat guarding the baggage of my family
Watching all the fun, enjoying  the sea breeze,
with  peanuts in hand, waiting for them  to return.

Suddenly there were shrieks of  people
Children  running  around  and
people  rushing to gather them
calling out their dear ones.
when rain drops fell on my head and face
soaking wet  my shoulders with chillness  
I realized what’s the commotion is all about.

The beach wore a special look all of a sudden  
with a veil of pouring rain …
The fading sunset painted the crimson horizon
With patches of dark clouds decorating the sky
Like ******* beads dangling with pearldrops  
jingling the arena with sounds of joyous music
The sudden downpour filled the air with
Innumerable smell s- stench of fish water
Scents from the crowd, smell from eatable shops
Stink of horse, camel dung, dog **** and trash!

I gathered the baggage trying to protect them
within my arms and covering with  my dress  
running towards a nearby shelter at a shop
turning to see if any one rushed to help me
But the first rain drops mesmerizing them
they forgot me  and their belongings
Dancing and hugging in the first rain,
They were in a joyful world of laughter!

She dwells in my innermost
sanctum;
her imaginary smiles, her touch, her being, her love,
enliven my thoughts-
effervescent pearldrops, they water the pastures
of my parched mind

She doesn't like me:
but oh, how I adore her.
From the distance, I see her; through the binoculars of my soul.
She's the joy that brings life to those sorrounding her,
while i wallow in dearth.

Oh how I love her;
without her knowing so.
Flickers of hope warm this freezing cell.
Even though she may detest me,
it still doesn't matter.
Despite all these, in the deepest shadows,
will I continue to love her