Lessons from the sea

Growing up in a coastal town, I used to love going to the beach, and the sea. The vast Marina, Santhome, later Elliot's & Thiruvanmiyur beaches were often our 'cost-effective' hang out places - no entry charge, sit down and talk for hours, a refreshing breeze, and a warm sea..... always a rejuvenating experience which money can't buy! I loved it, and I guess in many ways roots to some of my long lasting friendships are in those beaches. Serious discussions, heated debates, pondering deep thoughts on life, etc. etc., All gone with the wind by the time we headed home, but the 'friendship', along with the sand grains, got stored in my head.
The sea too was often a sight to behold. I remember countless sunrises in Elliots, when I used to just watch the sun come up. The glimmer on the water, the waves cruising by, the steady winds hassling me & my friends...... Where would I be without some of the lessons from the sea...... A wave would set off a big talking point in the midst of our silent awe of the sea, and we would often compete to see who could spot the first wave rising furthest from the sea, or guess which wave covers a lot of ground at the beach. Mostly I'd just stand there and look at the sea and its waves.
Like the waves, sometimes my life seems just meaningless, often fizzling out to nothing, only to form another wave. But sometimes when I look at other waves which start too late and don't make much of an impact, I feel maybe just meaningless ups and downs early can have a sense of fulfillment when I finally reach shore.
Damn it, lost the plot somewhere in the middle, just like a wave!