Visit Goa - Check.

It was Goa all over again for me in a span of 5 months, only this time it was driven by sheer desperation for a break. The earlier trip had a more touristy approach whereas the second trip was more aimed at chilling out and relaxing.

This relaxing bit was done in its true spirit when my cousin booked us in five star resort (I spent several restless nights wondering how a douche like me would fit in there) and driving all the way to Goa in a Jazz (very classy, I know).

So there I was, with two of my cousins cruising along the streets of Pune with a not-so-reliable navigator to guide us(The navigator actually proposed a route THROUGH a mountain, maybe there was a secret tunnel there. Hmmm. ). After a eight hour journey, which included a stopover for breakfast and soaking in the waterfalls at Amboli, we reached our hotel. I am sure the staff will talk about the girl who was gawking at anything and everything inside the hotel. I could actually see the beach through the lobby windows and smell the salt. And I think my heart skipped a beat when I stepped into the room. Can you blame me?

I have been craving for days when I could just sit back and watch life pass by me. There are a hundred things gnawing for my attention and I know that I cannot possibly sort them even if I put in all my energy. But to let things just be is not in my nature. As I lay back near the pool, curled up with a book watching an orange ball of fury sink across the horizon, I realized this is the closest I could get to relaxing. And what a feeling it is.

Good-natured bonding. Breakfast that makes you loosen a few buttons. Staring into nothingness while chilling at a shack. Sinking your feet into sand and hearing it scrunch Letting the salty breeze mess up your hair. That is Goa for me.

Back From Self-Imposed Exile

Exile sounds like a pretty good excuse for being absent from the blogging scene for the past few months. Only that it has been true. The last few months have be a smorgasbord of events, not necessarily good, and I tried not to write about them here because I did not want to vent out something I would later regret.


From where do I start now? I have been experiencing pre-quarter life crisis for some time. While the questions of where I am heading  has been constant at all phases of my life, it is restless feeling of not having done enough has been nagging me. I never set delusional targets for myself so it is pretty disappointing to see myself at the same place as last year.


To top it, my friends have moved to different locations out of India and it has started to sink in a month after they left. Suddenly, there are so many things left unsaid and so many hugs left pending. Guys, if you are reading this, I miss you terribly!


Suddenly, suddenly, I have come into the limelight for reasons I am not comfortable with. The big M factor has arrived in my life. My parents seem apparently burdened with finding a suitable groom for their daughter and I am burdened with the responsibility of making sure that my Facebook profile is non-controversial and does not, in any sense, make me appear rebellious and non-domesticated *snorts derisively*.

That day, I was chatting with a friend and cribbing about how I always manage to stay in control. That day, we went ice-skating. Except that it was not ice, it was deadly marble that could smash your skull (No kidding). While my friends were skating and crashing with reckless abandon, I was this cautious figure staying close to the railings. Before I knew, the time was up. Is this how my life is ultimately going to wind up? I still shudder at the thought.


So that is basically the last few months summed up in this post. I know it is not exactly happening but there comes a time in everyone's life when they have to sit down and sort their things into two piles - things they can live without and things they cannot. A point will come when they will have to ask themselves, "Do you really need this in your life?".

No one said growing up would be this eventful.

Random Poems of A Mumbling Mind

Discovered some drafts lying around and decided to combine them. More updates on my trip to Mangalore coming soon.

Hundreds of things left unsaid,

A hundred dues unpaid,

A lifetime is never enough,

To clear the wreckage of sins.

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A shooting star streaked across the sky,

Setting its path aglow,

"How can a broken star",thought I

"On a downward spiral grant your wishes?"

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She cast a glance at the limousine,

The diamonds catching the afternoon sun,

The beggar smiled at the beauty she saw.

The lady in the car shielded her eyes,

For she could not bear the pearly smile,

Glinting in the sunshine.

Two lives.

Separated by a chasm of contentment.

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