I was resting myself, with my goatee, brushing against the soft sands of Kalapathar Beach on Havelock island, looking at the clean sand and sea in front of me. On the other side, as I lazily looked on to the group of trees by the white sand beach, a bunch of adults and kids were playing volleyball by the beach. It was a clear day and the sea was like a light emitting diode, calming my mind with its shade-card of blue. In a few minutes, I saw some clouds building up on the right, and it slowly started to surround this side of the island staring at the people on the beach. People slowly made their way out of the waters, and decided to pack up and leave. The clouds meanwhile, gathered momentum and I could now see that the nearby islands were receiving rain. Suddenly there were sounds in the distance of thunder, and when I looked at the beach from the waters, I noticed that the volleyball makeshift court on the beach was empty, the people in the huts on the beach had long left and had descended on the samosa seller's lone shop in the village. The rains started to lash slowly and in spurts, while the sea started to look more majestic. The blues had given way to a turquoise green, as I made my way from the sea to the huts on the beach, meant for the tourists to rest/change. The light that showed up was just enough to make you go out there and cherish that moment.