A day at the beach

The air smelled salty and the sand i was stepping on were like small crystals caressing my feet with their smooth surface tickling my toes. The sound of the waves crashing on the shore rang in my ears as i laid my beach things on the vibrantly coloured mat.

All around me were small seashells that certainly were very conspicuous. Swimmers were swimming with swift strong strokes in the splashing sea. Hearing the loud cheers from the volleyball competition, I decided to view the professional's  performance.

The stadium was packed with lively spectators and there was not even enough room to move around at all. I squeezed myself into the boisterous crowd that erupted into thunderous applause whenever a goal was scored.

The competitors were utterly brilliant. They hit the ball very hard and were very enthusiastic. My eyes darted around the field excitedly, scanning the ball's movement. In the end, the Red Aercons won. I cheered and congratulated them before heading of to my mat for a quick snack.

By now a vivid orange tone was prominent on the blue sky which gave a shiny cast that was ever so mesmerizing. I sighed ecstatically as i lay on the mat and watched the adorable birds flutter by.

The atmosphere of the beach was so calm and serene that it was a wonder if anyone did not appreciate it. The playful children squealed with joy as they too enjoyed their time on the beach.

Sometimes coming to the beach makes me forget all hustle and bustle of the hectic city and the wondrous beauty of the beach never fails to nonpluss me with its charismatic view.

I swam in the sea for about fifteen minutes, letting the cooling water swim through my hair. By now it was already six o'clock in the evening so i decided to have a quick shower and change.

My beach day had ended but i still was not ready to call it a day. I went to the nearest plaza to have a quick look around. The moonlight shimmered against the huge windows of the plaza, making it glow.

I went on the bridge outside the mall and looked at the stars. They were so bright and were dancing in our eyes. Their twinkle were leading us to the sunshine of the next day, telling us that everyday is a new beginning.

I sighed and gratefully embraced their twinkle for leading me from night to day. From darkness to light. From the end of the old day to the start of a new day.