With more than seven years of time spent together, now it shows
that it has been enough time for the gang to gel well with each other. Whenever
the gang is together I take a hold in the walk of My Life and create a
wonderful chapter worth reading whenever I go back through them. Yet another
chapter was into making and is now completed when I am writing this. Every
chapter needs a reason for its making. This time the reason being our beloved
Skeleton; CHIRAG, getting married. Not so soon we all imagined anyone of us
would get married. Therefore it was totally an exquisite as well as an
exclusive reason to plan a trip. Everyone had put a good amount of effort to
make it a success, with Rohan making a huge effort of taking such a long leave
from work.
With almost 4 months of extensive planning; from making
an itinerary by me to chopping it by the gang and all the chats shared on
whatsapp and other mail threads the excitement was set at the heights for the
trip. With 11 members at the initial stages of planning; to finally only 7
members for execution of the plan, the trip was a Full-on-Todu-Dhamal. First
ever trip when the whole gang was together and there were females too. Every
one managing to keep a decent face on and behaving like a gentleman and no
sooner until we realized the females were fine and fun loving as similar to us
and all were back to their original faces.
No single chapter can ever be started or completed without a
Poem by me…..
Nikle the ek Hassin safar pe, Jine Zindagi ke Armaan..
Jahan Raat ki
Chandani Mashoor, Din Ka Ujala Benam..
Dikhti hai
Door Dariya main ek Kashti, Lehro ke Beech Befaam..
Saanj ki Lehro
ke Madhum sur main, Takrayenge Masti ke Jaam..
Dubte Suraj Ka
Mast Aalam, Aasman main Angdai bhar rahi Chadti Shaam..
Hatho main
Bhara Masti ka Jaam, Raat Main Jhakte Chaand ke Naam..
As start to this Chapter, we had just opened the first few
pages at the Dadar station. With literally no trains at the Borivali station,
the chapter opened on a furious note. Later with a surprising catch of an
unexpected train THE BALL was SET ROLLING to start this new Chapter. Oh BTW the
Chapter is named: 'GOA'.
GoA: Galore of Aliveness ! GoA: Galore of Amusement ! GoA: Galore of Alcohol !
Every moment of the chapter with turn of Page had a new tune of Laughter with it and the tone turned into an Uproar of Laughter with the Chapter read almost half way. An all together different level of humor in the chapter was added by our beloved Yogen: Yogen losing things around Him and the epic of all ‘Yogen Losing Pooja at Brittos’, Yogen left alone with the ladies for shopping, Yogen running between two rooms to find bed for himself, Yogen waiting alone outside the temple under the burning sun and chatting with people inside and the Karsan Bhai Shah episode in the end. The glamour to our reading was added by the special clicks of the Gala+Dharod couple then, and Camera person: Mr. Rohan Kamath.
The bike rides were the most fun filled and pain filled lines in
the chapters. The pleasant and scenic routes of destination around Goa make
beautiful memories throughout the chapter. A special mention, for me about the
Bike rides was the ‘Live Radio’ I got fitted in my Bike: Rohan Kamath and for
Yogen a Speed breaker right behind him: Pooja Sawant. Kunal Gangar would be a
great rescuer when amid some route we needed GPS support.
The swimming pool baths and the bath at the beach, a good
relaxing time spent. The Cruise ride in the Mandovi River was a stagnant stage
in the chapter, but soon the music and dance in the lower deck of the cruise
escalated everybody’s mood once again. The visit to the Basilica of Bom Jesus
Church where the St’ Francis Xavier rests and to The Our Lady of Immaculate
Conception Church was a good religious inclination during the trip. It was a
good architectural treat too. The halts at the Miramar Beach, Dona Paula and
few other places were great photography sessions and resting time after long
drives.
The breakfast in our hotel itself and The Sagar Anand
Restaurant, The Dominos, The Rasoi, The Shiv Sagar and several different local
resto’s stood there for us to pamper our Hungry Stomachs. The Shacks on the
beaches added to the experience on the evenings spent there, and best of all
being Bottle Bay Shack on Baga Beach. The shacks remind me of the ‘full of
meaning’ talks had with Rohan about our life’s current happenings and future
comings. Some splendid little memories like seating in the balcony during
morning breakfasts or by the swimming pool in the night or getting ready
hastily and rushing to head towards a club and finally spending some good time
on the Beach filled few beautiful lines in the chapter.
But as the saying goes, all good things come to an end sooner or later.
With every moment increasing the Laughter and we saw the Moment of End coming
near; the Sun going below Horizon, Water approaching the Shores of Beaches, the
Shacks Thumping High Music and activities coming to Relax Mode; it was time to
say Good Bye GOA. Vacation-Why-You-No-Be-Long!!
But I must say, with sun rising high on head and waves drowning deep in sea bed, to sun setting down in the evening and the waves eager towards the shores and till the Moon shining in the dark skies and waves tiding high; it’s always a great ambiance in GOA. The best part stands, Goa is of an ambient that comforts its entire visitor diversity, national or from across borders. Hope to be back here soon for a New Chapter, until then Taa-taa.
But I must say, with sun rising high on head and waves drowning deep in sea bed, to sun setting down in the evening and the waves eager towards the shores and till the Moon shining in the dark skies and waves tiding high; it’s always a great ambiance in GOA. The best part stands, Goa is of an ambient that comforts its entire visitor diversity, national or from across borders. Hope to be back here soon for a New Chapter, until then Taa-taa.
