Accidental Anonymous

Amongst all the morning alarms for school,  college, exams and office,  today was something 

different. Something special and peculiar. An alarm for a breezy beach walk. 

In fact the early morning cuddle with my bed and the getting up fight with my alarm went on for a 

while and finally my alarm won the battle! 

Sacrificing my Sunday morning sleep was a supervening impossibility and I have no idea how 

did I decide to head to the shore. 

But what was in store for me was worth a lifetime early morning slumber sacrifice. 

Beach!  I secretly believe that blessed are those who reside in cities with beaches and 

chennaites!!  No word to express the feel that any beach in Chennai gives. 

I parked my car few Streets away and started walking. 

Jaw-dropped am I to find hundreds of people busily indulged in various activities that early in the 

morning. 

As I scrolled slowly, I spotted kids riding bicycles and having a playful race, kutties, all equipped 

skating and beaming on roads, elders playing pulling-the-rope with unadulterated happiness,  

young teens showcasing their talent with football stunts and kids sketching their masterpiece 

with strands of chalks on the broad boards of road. 

In a morning of enthusiastic chores, I was there sitting on a slab and watching each and every 

person passing by and absorbing their movements. 

While,  I was there keen on studying each one’s involvement and happiness in playing and 

making cherishable memories, there was this guy capturing those precious moments. 

I couldn’t resist absorbing him too! 

He didn’t miss photo-ing a single eventful happening – the games,  the football stunts, the 

crowd, the waves, the rising sun, the old couples taking selfies, the tiny babies who were over-

rejoicing those moments, the cautious parents and the watch-ious me too! 

And my 576 megapixels was keen on him,  basically much more than actually needed. 

I was wondering if it’s really me! Because,  to be honest, when I just find any cute guy, I rather 

try to make him look at me and do all acts to catch the lime light. 

But for the very first time in life, I was adoring a male!  Not for his looks, his jokes, his sweet 

voice or his cute cuddles but for what he was there. 

When everybody out there was momentously occupied, there he was not failing to capture any 

smile, laugh and love. 

I felt that it was his passion that drives him and he finds happiness in doing so rather than 

getting involved in any of the activities. I was moved by his love towards photography that I 

found the only time he rested between 7am and 9am was to change the camera lens. 

The feeling I had towards him was so different. It was so different that it was not love, not lust 

and not attraction. It was a combined feel of adoring and respect that I realised that for the first 

time I am having such feel towards an unknown guy. 

I didn’t know why,  but I felt like getting to know him and share my thoughts of dreams and 

aspirations. 

I even did certain flimsy things such as searching in Facebook and Instagram for car free 

Sundays to find if any photos of him have been tagged. 

He made me realise that – by dreaming big you are not going to go anywhere. Just get out and 

work for what you love rather than stalking your time by dreaming. 

Thanks to the charismatic anonymous! 

PS-He caught glimpses of me watching him and that made my day.