That was Kojagiri Purnima night when the moon comes closer to the earth and appears larger than the usual full moon. It is usually celebrated with great fun and fervor. In his attempt to know various beaches of Maharashtra, Satish was strolling on the beach of Nivati some hundred kilometers north of Goa. The moon was reflecting brightly on the calm sea waves. The cool light breeze was making the environment more romantic. And unexpectedly, a piece of Beethoven’s Symphony No. 9 reached Satish. He was surprised that the 3-4 centuries-old wonderful piece of music was being played in such a remote place such as the beach of Nivati. Satish tried to locate the source of music. As he was proceeding, the intensity of the music started increasing. He realized he was moving in the right direction. After a walk of 4-5 minutes, he was in front of a deserted…
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