A gypsy’s life often has its perks. Growing up can be confusing because of the constant shifts in places, cultures and relationships. I never understood it then but now, I feel privileged and superior compared to many of my close associates who grew up in the same environment. The year 2000 was a big change for me. My mother had decided to finally settle down in the heart of Tamil Nadu – Chennai. It was here she introduced me to one of the best wonders of nature – the beach.
There are many beaches in Chennai but till date I have fond memories of the Marina beach. Post graduation I became a member of the corporate world (which was fun in the beginning). So after years of slogging 9-5, Monday thru Friday the only place which felt close to heaven was the beach. And to experience it, I would wake up at 4a.m., take a quick shower and wait for my friend who would come in her two-wheeler. We would then speed off at 70kmph on my scooter to reach Marina before 5:00/5:15a.m. Why all this? Well, I remember someone telling me that I must watch the ‘golden hour’ to witness the amazing colour changes in the sky. Here are some of the pictures taken at Marina using my basic camera.