tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post4831174662758728055..comments2023-10-31T20:33:26.817+05:30Comments on Past Continuous: THE SEA, THE SEASucharita Sarkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07802171314546508539noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-85122911882706209192008-06-01T21:34:00.000+05:302008-06-01T21:34:00.000+05:30i remember brief scenes from my first family outin...i remember brief scenes from my first family outing to the sea. i was five or six years old, wary of the tide that lapped at the wet sand but still going out to meet it nonetheless. once or twice my mother carried me into the water like a baby about to be christened; the seawater caressed my head as a fond godmother would greet a favorite child. lunch was a feast of large crab and various kinds of broiled fish and cooked vegetables, as well as the requisite platters of white rice; my family and my father's relatives crowded around the split-bamboo table with gusto, and after the meal was over all the children were warned to stay out of the water for a full thirty minutes to prevent indigestion. i contented myself with playing in the sand and watching as the waves sheepishly reached for my legs and retreated hastily, never quite meeting their goal.tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03633542881365012088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-48314419011249685202008-05-23T16:49:00.000+05:302008-05-23T16:49:00.000+05:30Tho' I'm from Calcutta too & as u rightly pointed ...Tho' I'm from Calcutta too & as u rightly pointed out Digha's the beach with the most bengali footfalls ... my 1st trip to the beach was when I went to Puri at the age of 9. And Puri, if I'm not wrong, can claim to be the 2nd beach with most bengali footfalls. :) It was a great trip since we were a huge group of abt 12 ppl including me, my mom & a lot of mom's extended family consisting of several didas (maternal grandmoms) & mamas (maternal uncles). We had booked a holiday home & sometimes one of the dida's cooked delicious food for us & sometimes we ate out. It was a wonderful holiday !!! Special mention is the sea at Puri which is a little more rough than the one in Digha ... but absolutely splendid !!!Piscean Angelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16593584850990296413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-2482239171293284632008-05-23T16:45:00.000+05:302008-05-23T16:45:00.000+05:30This comment has been removed by the author.Piscean Angelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16593584850990296413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-75996989455694024642008-05-22T11:44:00.000+05:302008-05-22T11:44:00.000+05:30i remember goin puri ...atleast 7 times...and the ...i remember goin puri ...atleast 7 times...and the memories ...some are funny ...some are touchy ...some with expression ...some without one<BR/>loved the postlife is goodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09917805181967635155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-380311953250778092008-05-22T08:56:00.000+05:302008-05-22T08:56:00.000+05:30Hey nice blog...enjoied reading it.Hey nice blog...enjoied reading it.The PaUnChhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11147438285382321726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-62034756150461610302008-05-22T04:10:00.000+05:302008-05-22T04:10:00.000+05:30Oh, how absolutely lovely ~ you paint a sweet pict...Oh, how absolutely lovely ~ you paint a sweet picture of memories.<BR/><BR/>I remember going to the beach with my family. My father knew someone who owned a condo on the Gulf Shores. We would go there during the summer months. My brother and I would walk in the tall sand dunes and later fly kites on the sandy beaches. Thank you for the delightful memory recall!Aletahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05605214202876973830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-66305622971257679752008-05-21T23:14:00.000+05:302008-05-21T23:14:00.000+05:30My first encounter with the sea was at Digha- but...My first encounter with the sea was at Digha- but I have no memories. I was perhaps only a year and half and so I have only<BR/> heard it being mentioned by my mother.<BR/>Later on in life I remember our trip to Goa and that was when I was about 8-9 years old.<BR/> But no details in my memory either from this trip. <BR/>The trip that I remember was when we were in Bombay - we went on a trip to the Elephanta caves and were caught in a <BR/>storm on our way back. It was somewhat scary - we were not sure whether we would make it back home in time.Moushumihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09690522032056349319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-66708304078231335942008-05-21T17:26:00.000+05:302008-05-21T17:26:00.000+05:30Living on a small Island the sea was never far awa...Living on a small Island the sea was never far away so I have no memory of the first time I saw it. I do remember going to the beach and playing a game which involved jumping over the waves as they came in, and being absolutely freezing because no matter how warm the weather the sea around the Irish coastline is icy!!Random mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10624461661919157937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-49266685535596961892008-05-21T11:22:00.000+05:302008-05-21T11:22:00.000+05:30I have lovely memories of Digha too. Of its ebbing...I have lovely memories of Digha too. Of its ebbing tide and the normal small friendly waves during high tide. There are memories of nightlong bus trips from Durgapur and the lovely 'illish mach' being carried back. Overall, it is a quiet calm warm memory.<BR/>However, i still remember one night during one such trip when nature showed its strength. The normally friendly sea blew up waves of immense proportions which lashed the stone bound shore repeatedly with a sound that was heard from a distance. It was a full moon night and it felt eerie and intimidating to be standing there.<BR/>These days I prefer Shankarpur and Mandarmoni.Lazyanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04515533973086213840noreply@blogger.com