A narrow stretch of land spreading out into the ocean. I walked. Curious at first. Then, not so. Walking on the surface of water - with waves lashing relentlessly from all three sides. So much energy. So powerful. I must have been the center of cosmic energy. And this world must have existed solely because of me.

I hated to go home that evening. But I did make it a point to come back later. By then the bridge had mysteriously disappeared. Unfortunate? Lucky. I know one thing for sure. I will wait for that lone raincloud to bring rains next year.

Rains in middle east are extremely scarce. But when they do come, they cause a huge disaster. The mountain ranges across the breadth of Oman channel water into riverbeds (Wadis) which are usually dry. Since the soil absorbs very little water, even a small rain causes flash floods, killing many each year. This piece of land I am standing on is the rubble brought down by one such rain.

Taken at: Wadi Tiwi, Muscat, Sultanate of Oman