I don’t visit Malpe beach very often. I do however have fond memories of being there during childhood and can still feel the queer sensation of the receding waves of the Arabian sea drawing away the sand from between my toes and around my feet. A long time back my maternal grandfather had a house on the beachfront, but then they moved inshore by the time I was born. In spite of all the fond memories, I don’t like how commercialisation has affected the beach.
I don’t remember visiting the port though. It was off bounds for us. This time however, I took the opportunity of visiting it. Hope you enjoy the pictures!
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