This time may not come again.

Love I was telling you of our voyage at Jolly Boy. We were left on the shore by the small sight seeing boat. All of us were walking on the sands of the small island. After a while we went to an area where thick forest grew smart and beautiful. Man grooves of different ages escorted the sands like their best friend and enemy as well. We changed our dresses fit for swimming or say just surfing in the waves of the ocean. Jolly Boy is unique in its beauty as its surrounded by ocean water from all sides but when we stood glancing the ocean only three sides are visible as part of ocean. Fourth one the one at our back was surrounded by thick forest cover. I was standing in knee deep ocean water and waves were rather slow and smart as it loved and touched my body it just said where are you. I failed to reply it probably I did not know how to reply the abstract question of Nature. One of our boat co passenger  a chief conservator at profession was busy at his helms with his wife. He narrated the beauty of the environs and added he came earlier with his official team and realizing the depth of time he made up his mind to come once again with his family. I saw his two daughters hurriedly make best of their time at snorkeling. It was half an hr company with the family that was scintillating fresh and w armful and I observed the width of his wife remarks dont wait for any body this time may not come again.