Fatal Experience

As i saw the tide approaching me, my instinct told me to step back but i didn't. I knew i had to fight my fears if i wished to win.

I stood tall there waiting to confront it, as the tide hit me, it was the most excruciating moment of the life. I was terribly disbalanced, and the worst was, it was a huge wave. I underestimated it. It went around 40 metres beyond me. This is the photograph when it was bit toned down, i could capture its roaring sculpture though :(.

My mouth gaped wide, as i turned to see it. An then came the worst moment, it was raining so there were tiny whirlpools were created in the ocean's womb and fuck, it was pulling the sand beneath my feet.

I closed my eyes and desperately prayed, 'Please God, pull this wave and i won't play with ocean again.'

I tried to keep a tight grip on the sand, but it was slipping at an enigmatic speed. 40 metres was the distance it had to travel back. I stood there breathless, with the sand slipping as the wave retreated.

I was trying to press my heels in sand, but with not much relief. I stupidly jumped in water to run back to the shore, balancing my camera in one hand. But i couldn't run against the direction of water.

Finally the wave travelled back and the ocean took it back in its secret.

I shuddered as i looked at the ocean from a distance.

I shook my head, raised a hand at ocean while walking away in opposite direction, nodded my head and spoke,
'Sorry, i know i can't beat you, you win Sir, you win'