Everyday on my way to school

I traded off  time

for a little chat with the sea.

My pink uniform, flying ribbons and the window-seat.

The speeding, crowded bus was merciless

Most of the days, a fleeting glimpse was all that I could manage .

Yet, the vast blueness saturated my days

the caressing breeze,

silvery touch of the  morning sun,

small boats –  swaying afar or  resting ashore,

and the familiar salty fragrance.

At night, the waves came close to my ears

its their lullaby that put me to sleep.

The sea was mine, and it was a secret-

that I had shared only with the fish.

Back then, I had made friends with them.

It was all a long time ago

now, they no longer recognise me.

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