An Afternoon Walk By The Seashore It was high noon. The golden sun was blazing from its zenith. Fleecy cloud scudded across the azure sky. A gentle sea breeze tousled my hair. I sniffed at the refreshing, tingling air. The seashore, a crescent of soft powdery sand fringed with swaying casuarinas trees, was picture of beauty and tranquility. Mother nature was at her best! Yet I was in a pensive mood. Whenever I had a …
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…from far beyond rolled and raced with each other, as they made for the shore The magnitude of my personal problems paled into insignificance as new determination surged in me. The relentless swashing of the waves, the ever-forceful pounding and battering against the treacherous boulders and sheer cliffs, had taught me forbearance and fortitude in the face of adversity. I resolved to work untiringly to achieve my goals, thanks to the mighty, deep blue ocean.