Happy beach days!

These are but mere words of what I saw and felt - of course, it does not do justice to the real thing or even the picture posted which my friend just about managed to click from her camera phone!
The sun was the deepest red-orange color, strong enough to create a bright sun ray like haze on a part of the ocean; a white yatch zips through the haze and a fisherman's small boat slowly struts through the same haze. The small crowd turns toward the sun and enjoys the sheer beauty which is only for the senses. Everyone's scattered - atop the small hill, boulders, 'insea' and inland but we are all held together by the amazing glorious dying sun.
Two cute young guys - one particular in red shorts and barefoot, runs toward one of the many boulders which surrounds this tiny island-like place and starts moving to the beat of the best trance/house music I'd ever heard. I am in a daze. If I have ever felt perfection, this was it. Everything came together harmoniously - the beat, the dancing, the lull in the sea, the rich white yatch and the fisherman's modest boat within the warm rays of the sun - this lasted for about 20 minutes and I'd like to think that I stopped breathing for those 20 and was in another reality .

How to get to this spot? take right from the main entrance of Palolem Beach - it is right at the end of the beach; ask for Sundowner. You can swim across the river or take a boat for 50 Rs. It is hilarious how we find the best for last. This was our last and the best night.

Yes, another Palolem Birthday!

and it just keeps getting better. Did some things differently; stayed for a week, became "canoers", saw an open air screening of a movie next to the beach and danced away to glory on our last nite - barefoot and happy and yeah, I almost drowned one and a half times but no big deal :)

The picture above is with two of my best friends who made my bday in Palolem possible. I got such good friends, it is indeed a blessing! The next picture is at little quaint Cafe Inn (of course, how can I miss not adding me without shades? hee hee) - Cafe Inn serves the most amazing coffee and breakfast. It has wi-fi and AC - if you want to beat the mid-day heat, head out there with a book/laptop and once the AC kicks in, start ordering coffee!

Who wants to be old???

There were so many cute young guys! sigh! :) To get older and to see what is/will be behind you is really not a very happy realization. We met George who is this tall, strong and loud happy guy about to retire in 5 years time. He told us about how he is beginning to question his whole life; the bourgeoisie dream of owning a house, raising kids, saving money, retirement etc. only to realize that you've never lived at all. Youth is really fleeting, the moment you realize the beauty and importance of it, it is gone (for him hee hee) and nearly gone (for me boo hoo hoo waaaaaaaa). He said that when you are 25, life is slow, at 30 you just feel like you turned 10 pages and then bang! you are 40. It truly sounds like a chop chop affair. Scary huh? It is for me...ayayaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The Wonder of X & Y Chromosomes!

On our last night, I ALSO met this very funny & cute (older than me!) "Russian Spy" who refused to tell me why he came to Goa for one day and couldn't believe that I was an Indian. He had this cutest accent and kept saying I was "Number One". Ah, I just love cute guys with unfathomable foreign accent. Yes, I don't understand half of what they say but me thinks they say the most sensible, smart and funny things. Otherwise, most of the guys I meet just speaks crap in eloquent english.

I remember that happy feeling when you meet someone nice and adorable who makes you laugh for the silliest of reason. I'd thought I was finished with that! The forces between the opposite sex is truly magical, IF you can handle it. Now, my moronic friend does not know how to handle it; he was busy trying to get high instead of getting to know this beautiful girl who am sure was "kinda" interested in him. I mean he could have been the "Russian Spy" for her, except with truck loads of crap :D He could also have extended his holidays for another day (which was 100% possible) and hung out with her, but he calls me up from home and tells me he did "facebooking" instead. Sigh :) What a lost cause!

Icing on my birthday cake? The "Russian Spy" definitely. I didn't know that I could still have those girly giggles and be smitten silly by a guy. Forget about the fact that I will never see him again or about any stupid romantic inclinations but to feel free, bubbly and just enjoying those couple of hours without any expectations? It was truly refreshing.

He writes "were" for "Where?", call me silly but I just couldn't get over that cuteness! :)