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It started out as a backseat ride to the farm in your childhood that became a wellspring of what you aspire for. In spite of yourself, you plant the sea and the land beyond that. You try to map that world. And build beaches, waves, surf and huts more than streams and mountains.
There was a time when the sea, your ally, betrayed you. You vowed never to travel again in monsoon but ended up tweaking it anyway. Because in your head, in these travels, you are one with yourself and you discover that you can be a stranger in your own country.