1.monsoon:i prefer minimal clothes,i find washing dirt off myself easier than washing them off my clothes. :P
2.Goa:well,lets show the Sun God some respect man!!!.who doesn't want a tan?!?!and no one bothers to ogle at you cause every second person there is clad in the same manner.
well,talking of which i got to indulge in the second type of skin show.yay!!!! i just got back from Goa!!!
well,this was one of the good things that came out of the "indefinite" teacher's strike fighting for their sixth pay commission.
bored of sitting at home,(i have forgotten how to exist like a sloth..sob..sigh..booohoooo),my brother dearest(who is happily sitting at home coz he is the victimized student who has no teacher to rag,err.i mean teach) and myself,we decided to hit the sun and sand land....
though,Goa is like second home to me,as we always take an annual trip there,it still doesn't fail to get me excited.
just some memories of an amazing trip:
1."dad....achcha(mallu for dad),can i..err i mean..can we go to Goa?"
(strategic timing and planning.father busy with some complicated looking work)
"ummm.,hhmmm...what..eh?if you get tickets then go."
what-the-hell-i-get-a-feeling-i-have-been-setup look on Dad's face.
2.beautiful,achingly romantic and picture perfect twisting lanes of Old Goa on a rainy evening.
3.the bullying but lovable waves at Baga and the beautiful stones washed ashore.
4.the haggling and bargaining for trinkets.
5.the salt water sprayed hair-sexy!!!when wet.
run for the hills,monster!!!when dry.
6.leaving a trail of sand everywhere.
7.awesome lunch at Souzo Lobo's with the rains lashing away at the windows and watching the waves rise scarily but still managing to invoke something so primitive and some long forgotten feelings in you.
by the way,i also celebrated my first birthday away from mumbai last Sunday...watching those waves.
8.the wind and rain lashed Fort Aguada. the top view from where you can see both the Mandovi and the Zuari rivers and the Arabian Sea,grey and mist hidden.
the grey of the mist contrasting vividly with the green sheen of the rain dripping foliage.
9.watching the city lights from atop our hilltop residence and the sea lights farther away and feeling peace descend over your being,coz that sight induces you to believe that everything is still peaceful in this world.
10.the churches of Old Goa which invoke clashing feeling of peace and also an eeriness coz as you walk towards the altar you actually walk on many burial chambers.
11.Mangueshi temple with its beautiful pond and a rugged incarnation of Lord Shiva.
the chandeliers twinkling in the sunlight.
12.Shopping!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!and perpetually walking around in Shorts.
13.last but not the least,the awesomely mysterious seashore at night.
if ever,we feel ourselves to be the most important being in the whole wide world,or
antithesis of it...
if ever,we feel lost and insignificant.
just,let your body relax itself to the rhythms and sounds of the wind and waves on the shore at night.
nothing moves me more than the eternal dance of the wind and sea....watching the waves lash and the surf break..against the dark,velveteen sky.
the utter,elemental force of nature makes me feel insignificant,slashes down my ego and the beautiful dance and song of the waves and breeze which relaxes my tense muscles without my knowledge makes me feel like a part of something in nature,not insignificant anymore.
makes me believe in something bigger than us.
gives me a glimpse of God.(higher energy,whatever,you want to call it.)
digging for shells in those sands,marvelling at their perfect symmetry,is like digging and struggling through the tangles of life so that we find the symmetry we crave for in our lives.
well,i guess,enough of philosophy.
i also need to mention this..the Goa State jail is just begging people to become criminals..its amazing location atop a hill overlooking the sea is enough for sea lovers to spend a lifetime term there....
and yea..the booze.....well...........:P
the impromptu vacation ended as soon as it began,and am back in mumbai,waiting for the strike to end.
but,the amazing beauty of the Konkan strip and the beaches of Goa will remain in the annals of my mind,and slowly trickle down into my heart,as it always has and always will.
should i sign off as,