I was talking to an old friend from Assam, and we both agreed how important it was for us to go gaze at a body of water once in a while. Growing up as we did with ponds and rivers and lakes and swamps within reach, living in arid cities makes us long for the trees and water. I am lucky now: I can go look at the sea. And even though behind me is all busy city with dense crowds and tall buildings: ahead is a vast stretch of water with nothing to block the view. Dirty water -- and sea water, not fresh -- but water nonetheless, and with it, some measure of peace and calm.
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