It was sometime around 2003. Everything was very different back then. I had dreams, hope and lot of ambitions. I had this fire within me It was raw passion that kept me going. I still remember the days when I'd take a look around my school campus and watch other chaps walking along with their fancy glamorous sling bags. Their bags came in many colours. The bags were decorated with badges and stickers. It was cool to decorate bags back then. I think it's still cool.
Their bags would have decorative books. The classmate 5 subject notebooks. The cover art of most of them would be remarkable. It was a sign of pride for many to be in possession of such books. Far along the other side of the spectrum, there were folks whose education was itself a massive toll on their parent's income. They had simple books and simple pens in their simple looking bags. I could relate to that. Just like me, they carried something much bigger than books in their bags. They'd carry their dreams and aspirations in them. I respected that.
My bag was unique. I had my father’s name printed on my bag. I carry a travel book which my uncle gave me from his trip to Mumbai, I use to dream about visiting Mumbai, Goa, Kerala. I also managed to carry three beaten up notebook. Notebook that would help me kill time when the classes were on. That was a time when my bags had dreams and aspirations besides books.
Now years later when I got a chance to visit Goa, I felt like my dream came true. Even after things didn't go as planned. I tried and enjoy my trip as I read in the travel book.
I could not even write how amazing the trip was.
My
husband had one week official trip to Goa supposed to end on a long weekend as my
work calendar so I was also clubbed in the last few days of his training.
I
landed on Thursday afternoon, had heard good things about Goa Public transport
system so I took a local bus from Airport to Madgaon bus stop, the transport
hub of South Goa. There I had my husband waiting for me with the two wheeler.
After that we reached Colva beach, then it started and after that I found
myself on the beaches during most of the time.
This
was a different beach than I visited before. Wide-ranging, perky white sand and
colours everywhere. When we reached the beach, it was around 6 O' clock at
evening. Our timings were great . First evening in South Goa with a
breath-taking sunset. The beach was full of small creatures of sea, I tried to
collect few but it was getting dark so I left that for another beach.
Walking
and that also on the beach is definitely going to do one thing to me for sure.
It made me hungry, in fact very hungry. So we decided to go for some
snacks at one of the shop near by the beach. It was not fantastic neither too
bad.
Left
the beach in about an hour, went to local Market of Madgaon and bought the king
of Goan sweet Bibinca, one of my asked to get the sweet for her. Husband drove
for ~25 km reach his office provided accommodation. Finished the day with a
dinner @ Ipshem Goa and a meet and greet with everyone present.
Next
morning, we hit the beach pretty early. It was time for Agonda beach. The beach
was much less crowded. Living sea shells, oh yes it was a surprise for me since
I encountered them first time ever. The shape is a bit crescent, so perfect for
taking amazing pictures. One part of the beach forms a kind of island. It
was a smaller beach than Colva. I personally liked Agonda more,
mostly because of its shape and water, the color of the water was
green because of the shadow of the hills from both sides.
~Happy
