Thanks for prodding my boyhood and college days. 2. For over a decade almost every day, I spent my afternoon with gang of friends or sometimes singly both in morning and evening in marina corporation play ground, near the shore, near the college, playing, studying, cricketing. I even helped neighbour boy to sell his vada, Thenga, manga-Pattani-Sundal... 3. A description of morning scene by beach by one of characters in my novelette*: After breakfast, I spent some more time driving to other places. Around 6o’clock, I was in the midst of a fisher-folk standing on the shores of Marina beach, watching a family of skylark flying in a large rhombus pattern and then collapsing to a long parabolic arc across the East and silhouetted with huge ochre Sun softly rising from misty horizon, while the incoming and receding waves dancing and wetting my feet. A couple of ships seemingly tiny seen through the mist. I felt de-stressed. Presence of a young enthusiastic couple, holding between them, a small baby’s hand on either side attempting to wet her feet made me linger or long for presence of spouse juxtaposed. Some fisher folk were busy pushing their catamaran to the shore with huge bundles of nylon-net full of silvery fish varieties. They were soon surrounded by their womenfolk and some traders, while a huge gang of crows boldly walking on their net and catamaran. It reminded me of my wife expertly cooking fish recipes. After sometime, I was carrying my socks tucked in shoes, walked back on sand to the main road where I had parked my scooter.While walking I saw ahead of me, long shadow of mine gave me jitters. I shook off sticking sand from my wet feet and trousers. * A Date With Thief - Watch Live Regards.