It is dusk time Sea waves are rehearsing for a dance concert Seagulls are playing in a gay mood The sound of sea waves is giving the feeling That microphone is being set for a singer to sing There is an air of festivity around Vendors' efforts to attract visitors Mouthwatering aroma of lemon, raw onions and tender mangoes is seasoning the salty air
A cute little child is decorating his sand house sincerely With flowers and conch shells His innocent eyes are confirming his mother's presence at the shore The lady is busy collecting pebbles She is gathering her son's dreams The child is glad with his creation His admiration is reflecting in his eyes and smile
Mother handed over a small cloth bag His fingers could feel the treasure His tiny heart is jumping with joy His gleaming eyes got widen at the sight of colorful pebbles Mother beautified the sand house with pebbles That small abode is appearing like a paradise His happiness knew no boundaries He kissed his mother's hand One more drop is added to mother's ocean of sweet memories Nobody knew what made their faces so bright Twilight or happiness!
