We reached Goa on the 31st afternoon and the joys of reaching a paradise were quickly superseded by the agony of reaching hell. Someone had changed the locks to the resort-flat we were supposed to stay in. Moiz went to sleep in the staircase n within minutes he was snoring, Shetty wouldn’t stop saying f*** and Kiran was too astonished to say anything. They say devils rejoice in agony so it was up to me to go n find a key maker. Kiran like a good comrade (yes it takes guts after a 14 hr non-stop journey) tugged along, we were halfway when Shetty called n said he had broken the lock.
Shetty refused to go to the rave so New Year’s Eve was spent on Vagator beach (later on Baga) were we saw some amazing fire works and then had some scrumptious food. For how long we slept I do not remember but the innervations of waking up to a breathtaking voluptuous beach (n not a bitch) smoothened all our pains. What followed next defines the very purpose of this blog "Joie De Vivre-The excitement of life ". The shack on the beach, Mark knofler in the air, calamari (squid) n some assorted seafood on the platter; honestly I couldn’t have wanted a better afternoon. Evenings were spent in an ambiguous manner discs, hunting for culinary delights, checking out the beaches, babes etc.
I guess its beyond my scope or that of anybody to completely define Goa in all its grandeur, there are so many little incidents, so many people that I don't think I will have enough space to mention it all. Those Rockcotes (sea-fish), chicken in melted cheese thawed in tomato sauce (ummmmmm), Shetty burning the Jesus Christ frame (accident fellas),Moiz breaking the bed,Kirans helplessness,playing soccer with those spanish n goan folks,those waves, Russian babes (nothing naughty), live band playing "hotel california" on the beach,John...
I don't think I can write about all that and so much more - let me be selfish and preserve those memories in my mind, after all, that is all i have left.
P.S - The flipside.... couldn’t meet Renuka.... Damn!
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Goa (pre-31st)
It all started with "would u like to meet Renuka on 31st". I was a bit surprised cos i was sure that he knew she was in Goa. The msg was discarded in mirth only to be followed by another one which said "serious". I gotta admit I was a bit appalled cos if this guy was to be believed it would mean we wer heading for oh-my-sweet-lord Goaaaaaaaa.
Soon kiran confirmed my wildest dream n after a few phone calls (Moiz n Shetty joined in) we decided that Goa was "ON”. It is important to note that by the time we were sure of this odyssey 31st was just a couple of days away so Buses/train/my-dad-cant-afford-flights were out of question. So after much arbitration and on unanimous verdict Bike was chosen as the preferred mode of transportation.
So on 30th dec 8.00 PM we set forth with this innocent faith that our world shall never go wrong and our perseverance shall payoff. I soon realized perseverance when stretched too far (read 626 Kms) gets you in a deep malaise and faith is just like chewing bubble gum over an arithmetic problem and waiting for an answer, .We stopped at every 60-70 kms n changed places (plz don’t ask y). At this juncture i would like to thank my friends for not allowing me to drive infact if my memory serves me right these were the exact words "I rather drive the whole distance than sit behind you n pray for our survival". Moiz..u cut me deep man..real deeeep:-)
Our pre departure planning of making a halt at Kirans company in chiplun(around 250 kms from Mumbai) was cancelled cos we were damn too excited n wanted to drive through the night. It still makes me proud that we did but the credit goes to these brave men whom history shall always regard as the epitome of wild adventure and intestinal fortitude.
Soon kiran confirmed my wildest dream n after a few phone calls (Moiz n Shetty joined in) we decided that Goa was "ON”. It is important to note that by the time we were sure of this odyssey 31st was just a couple of days away so Buses/train/my-dad-cant-afford-flights were out of question. So after much arbitration and on unanimous verdict Bike was chosen as the preferred mode of transportation.
So on 30th dec 8.00 PM we set forth with this innocent faith that our world shall never go wrong and our perseverance shall payoff. I soon realized perseverance when stretched too far (read 626 Kms) gets you in a deep malaise and faith is just like chewing bubble gum over an arithmetic problem and waiting for an answer, .We stopped at every 60-70 kms n changed places (plz don’t ask y). At this juncture i would like to thank my friends for not allowing me to drive infact if my memory serves me right these were the exact words "I rather drive the whole distance than sit behind you n pray for our survival". Moiz..u cut me deep man..real deeeep:-)
Our pre departure planning of making a halt at Kirans company in chiplun(around 250 kms from Mumbai) was cancelled cos we were damn too excited n wanted to drive through the night. It still makes me proud that we did but the credit goes to these brave men whom history shall always regard as the epitome of wild adventure and intestinal fortitude.
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