The Beach

The soft sand, slipping through my toes as I step, gingerly towards the lapping water. The sea, beckoning to me…”Come Ritu…join us…” It called me, and I came, I followed, like the rats following the Pied Piper…

One step at a time, closer and closer until I could feel the water touching my feet.  I looked up and I could see them walking into the sea, deeper and deeper.  Could I do it? Well, I tried. The seabed was uneven under my feet, the seaweed slippery.  I felt all manner of slimy things caressing my dainty feet, and then I saw some little creature, not a fish, but a sea slug… Oh it was disgusting!  Actually, I didn’t see it, I felt it, as I stepped on it! that was it for me, sorry, I am not joining you in your low tide walk as far into the…