As we walked silently on that sandy beach, I began to realize that there was a unique story embedded in each and every grain of sand. Those were the stories of happiness and glory, blended and intertwined with equally compelling stories of broken dreams and searing sorrow. I felt that each grain was representing and presenting the story of Mother Earth, the tales of long forgotten civilizations and majestic empires, mind-boggling evolutions and revolutions, breakthrough inventions and innovations, godly acts by holy saints and horrifying genocides by evil dictators - all that once happened and then got wiped out over time, from the surface of our planet, by the omnipotent ebbs and flows of Time almighty......leaving behind those billions and trillons of tiny sand grains with counteless stories of Mother Earth.
Deodatta V. Shenai-Khatkhate