Faith produces an illusion of constancy but it also makes you who you are.The childhood reminiscences of the sea are the one constant in my life. Whenever I am down, the memory of the sights and the feel of the breeze ,while walking by the the seaside with my grandfather, fill me with joy. He came for a short visit following the birth of my younger brother when we were staying at Venus Apartments in Worli.

Worli Sea Face,quiet in the morning and bustling with people in the evening ....and the crashing sound of the giant waves against the rocks...I can see it all in my mind. As I strolled down the promenade with Pitaji (my paternal grandfather) , listening to his amusing riddles and rib-tickling anecdotes of my father's childhood, I felt the time stand still and developed an intimate bonding with the sea.

This is the second moonbeam of my life.