Birthday by the beach

We celebrated a friend’s birthday. The beach was empty, the breeze was cool, the moon was a witness and the waves were a constant. The people were the same and yet, everything felt different.

At first, we were five, then six-seven-eight all the way to fourteen? Laughing, sharing eating, asking then hugging. All masked up, under a clear sky. There was cake too! Still, something felt off.

I walked to where waves met the beach.

The moon reflected in the water.

The sounds of the waves washed over me as i stood there, staring into the twinkling waters.

After a few minutes when the voices within were silent, i walked back. People were by now, dancing, eating and yapping all at once. Memories, plans, presents — all were in a dance. This felt familiar.

I, though, had changed.

Was it that i was a part of such a large group of people for the first time in over a year? Was it a fear of people? Was it something with me? Was it … The questions continued.

I have changed.

Ever changing.

Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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