Son of a Beach

Photo courtesy Sue Vincent
It was still dark when they arrived on the beach, intending to continue their revelries there after a night of wild partying.
No one to disturb them at this lonely hour, no one to stop them from drinking, dancing, and shouting as if the whole world had gone deaf. They were alone there…. or so they thought.
I looked on from a distance with a dispassionate air. They were loud, but then, one must allow the youth their freedom. You only live once, as someone great once said.
They got tired of the jumping around finally, and sat down in a reflective mood. Good, I thought to myself, all is not lost for today’s generation, they still realize the importance of silently gazing at the beauty of nature, and letting it talk to you.
They got up as the sun came up, and reluctantly started pushing each other to get up. The city, and their life, was waiting for them.
I watched as they started trudging back with heavy steps, and an indulgent smile came on my lips. And it was then that I saw the patch of the beach from which they had just got up….
They must have heard me coming, for one of them turned around and said, “Oooooh, look guys… So cute.”
But I let that comment slide over me. I had no time for their compliments. They had littered my beach with bottles of beer and empty packets of chips, and today, they would feel the wrath of the beach’s guardian god… I mean dog, and find out that my bite is worse than my bark.
Written as a part of  Sue Vincent‘s weekly #writephoto challenge.

About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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7 Responses to Son of a Beach

  1. Sue Vincent says:

    You should never anger the guardian…. especially when he has teeth…

  2. Michael says:

    Good one, I like how it becomes clear at the end.

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  4. This is really a fine written story with a rather surprising end. 🙂

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