It was a hot thursday afternoon, when i was idly staring at this square fluorescent object known as my Computer Screen. I was trying to make sense out of an ensemble of English letters, numerals and utterly ridiculous phrases which we loving called as Code. It was making no sense, even though it had been only a couple weeks that i had finished writing this "most beautiful piece of code" ever!!!. For those who feel lost let me explain. i am an Software Developer (Many of my peers will disagree on that :P) who works in a so-so IT Services Company in India. My job is to (try to) write programs that makes lives easier for people staying all the way across the globe. Well, More on that later.
As i was saying, i was analysing code waiting for the lunch time so that i could take a break. Frankly, what i wanted was a break from this Daily schedule itself. Break free and take a vacation. And as if Angel listened to my Hearts plea, i saw a mail Pop-up on my screen. It was from Amit, with subject line 'Its Better in GOA!!!' suggesting a vacation to GOA the coming weekend.
I was not the only one tired of the Developer's life, most of my buddies were too. They had long been planning a vacation,but as 'always' with plans , they never materialized. This time i wanted this to happen, and almost immediately replied 'Me in'
And after long discussions, futile persuasions, mailing lists and a few phone calls six of us got ready for this vacation. Amazingly it was just the five of my closest buddies i had since i had joined this IT company. Something told me this was going to be One hell of a vacation.
The Tickets were booked (at a fairly cheap price thanks to our dear Vasim's bargaining skills. I must say it helped us a lot all the way through the trip)
The mood was set. I was finally going to GOA. Yippeee!!!
Saturday Afternoon, we set foot in GOA. The salt and peppered crownd (a lots of whites amongst us browns) was already setting the tempo. We had already decided on a resort and soon left for the place. We checked into Mello Rosa Resort at Arpora. The Room was cosy and spacious and facing the pool side. A dive in the pool seemed a perfect way to beat the Summer Heat. With a glass of chilled beer we started the roller coaster ride.
Hiring three Bikes, and geared with bandanas and shades we hit the roads. First Stop pet puja. and Sports Bar, Calangute was the Location. Some one said a game of pool and soon four of us were of shooting pool while sipping on a bud.
After Lunch, we reached Anjuna beach, one the hottest foriegn tourist haunts. First we enquired about "parties" that happened in that Location. GOA is know for its 'parties' and we were not going to miss one. Amazingly, the roadside Ice cream wallas doubled as agents to these parties. Hell, they offered a lot more 'Services' for those interested. We got whatever we needed from these people
and then we stepped on to the Beach. The view at the beach was something to be seen to be believed. I swear, i had never seen a bigger crowd of white babes and dudes in a single place. The place was infested with Firangs. I saw foriegners in every possible size, shape, features, age and clothing (and a few without any) You could take a pic over there and easily claim that it was Acapulco or Miami without raising suspicion. The presence of so many of them and the absence of any Indians actually made us think if we were allowed in to the Beach. We found a nice beach side shack to hang out and enjoy the view.It partly nice because of some beautiful (read as partly nude) chicks sun basking over there. A beer was neccesary to bring down the temprature.
Amit had known, from a goan colleague of his, that there was a virgin beach, Arambol, that people rarely visited but was good. It was only coincidence that we also understood that there was going to be a party there at the Beach. We decided to catch the sunset at Arambol. The Beach was however at other end of the town and took us quite long.
Looking for the beach we came across a really virgin beach, with pearly white sand,blue sea, and was virtually untouched by Humans (Whites or browns). The beach was simply inviting. The entry to beach was across a small creek over which a wooden structure was built with bamboo shoots. The weak structure made the beach more inaccessible and equally more inviting. We crossed the bridge praying it will be able to hold me and Nooresh together without giving away. But the cross was seemed worth. Golden rays of sunshine glimmered across the calm ocean laden with nothing but peace and tranquility. That was when the GOA feeling started to sink in. Resting on the Beach and watching the Sun ebb away was truly glorious. Excited as we were, few us headed for a dip into the sea, while others enjoyed a beer served right at the Beach. We thought life couldn't get better, when two locals appeared there with a volley ball. Not to mention there was a Net and Court already in place. What better occasion for a game of Beach volley Ball.
The Teams were set and the games started. Even I played and my team won the game. (well partly be cos we let the other two expert players in our team play).
Exhausted, we decided to leave to the Saturday Night Flea market that GOA was known for (Again courtesy; Amit's Goan Colleague).
But i guess, even destiny was jealous of all the fun we were having. Unfortunately, Amit lost the keys to his Bike. The next hour went in digging up all the nearby sand in hopes to find the keys. As the last of Sunlight vanished. we decided the Keys were lost for sure and decided to get the duplicates from the owner. So Vasim and Soham headed of to fetch the keys while we did nothing but wait.
As we waited we decided to go to the shack/ Hotel near the Beach Exit. The place was lit up with colourful lamps of squares and Triangles that shed a Psychedelic aura. The time we spent there was mesmerizing. Soon Hunger caught up with us and we had some really authentic fried prawns. Vasim returned in a Hour or so later with duplicate keys. Exhausted as we were, we decided to go to the Flea Market.
As i was saying, i was analysing code waiting for the lunch time so that i could take a break. Frankly, what i wanted was a break from this Daily schedule itself. Break free and take a vacation. And as if Angel listened to my Hearts plea, i saw a mail Pop-up on my screen. It was from Amit, with subject line 'Its Better in GOA!!!' suggesting a vacation to GOA the coming weekend.
I was not the only one tired of the Developer's life, most of my buddies were too. They had long been planning a vacation,but as 'always' with plans , they never materialized. This time i wanted this to happen, and almost immediately replied 'Me in'
And after long discussions, futile persuasions, mailing lists and a few phone calls six of us got ready for this vacation. Amazingly it was just the five of my closest buddies i had since i had joined this IT company. Something told me this was going to be One hell of a vacation.
The Tickets were booked (at a fairly cheap price thanks to our dear Vasim's bargaining skills. I must say it helped us a lot all the way through the trip)
The mood was set. I was finally going to GOA. Yippeee!!!
Saturday Afternoon, we set foot in GOA. The salt and peppered crownd (a lots of whites amongst us browns) was already setting the tempo. We had already decided on a resort and soon left for the place. We checked into Mello Rosa Resort at Arpora. The Room was cosy and spacious and facing the pool side. A dive in the pool seemed a perfect way to beat the Summer Heat. With a glass of chilled beer we started the roller coaster ride.
Hiring three Bikes, and geared with bandanas and shades we hit the roads. First Stop pet puja. and Sports Bar, Calangute was the Location. Some one said a game of pool and soon four of us were of shooting pool while sipping on a bud.
After Lunch, we reached Anjuna beach, one the hottest foriegn tourist haunts. First we enquired about "parties" that happened in that Location. GOA is know for its 'parties' and we were not going to miss one. Amazingly, the roadside Ice cream wallas doubled as agents to these parties. Hell, they offered a lot more 'Services' for those interested. We got whatever we needed from these people
and then we stepped on to the Beach. The view at the beach was something to be seen to be believed. I swear, i had never seen a bigger crowd of white babes and dudes in a single place. The place was infested with Firangs. I saw foriegners in every possible size, shape, features, age and clothing (and a few without any) You could take a pic over there and easily claim that it was Acapulco or Miami without raising suspicion. The presence of so many of them and the absence of any Indians actually made us think if we were allowed in to the Beach. We found a nice beach side shack to hang out and enjoy the view.It partly nice because of some beautiful (read as partly nude) chicks sun basking over there. A beer was neccesary to bring down the temprature.
Amit had known, from a goan colleague of his, that there was a virgin beach, Arambol, that people rarely visited but was good. It was only coincidence that we also understood that there was going to be a party there at the Beach. We decided to catch the sunset at Arambol. The Beach was however at other end of the town and took us quite long.
Looking for the beach we came across a really virgin beach, with pearly white sand,blue sea, and was virtually untouched by Humans (Whites or browns). The beach was simply inviting. The entry to beach was across a small creek over which a wooden structure was built with bamboo shoots. The weak structure made the beach more inaccessible and equally more inviting. We crossed the bridge praying it will be able to hold me and Nooresh together without giving away. But the cross was seemed worth. Golden rays of sunshine glimmered across the calm ocean laden with nothing but peace and tranquility. That was when the GOA feeling started to sink in. Resting on the Beach and watching the Sun ebb away was truly glorious. Excited as we were, few us headed for a dip into the sea, while others enjoyed a beer served right at the Beach. We thought life couldn't get better, when two locals appeared there with a volley ball. Not to mention there was a Net and Court already in place. What better occasion for a game of Beach volley Ball.
The Teams were set and the games started. Even I played and my team won the game. (well partly be cos we let the other two expert players in our team play).
Exhausted, we decided to leave to the Saturday Night Flea market that GOA was known for (Again courtesy; Amit's Goan Colleague).
But i guess, even destiny was jealous of all the fun we were having. Unfortunately, Amit lost the keys to his Bike. The next hour went in digging up all the nearby sand in hopes to find the keys. As the last of Sunlight vanished. we decided the Keys were lost for sure and decided to get the duplicates from the owner. So Vasim and Soham headed of to fetch the keys while we did nothing but wait.
As we waited we decided to go to the shack/ Hotel near the Beach Exit. The place was lit up with colourful lamps of squares and Triangles that shed a Psychedelic aura. The time we spent there was mesmerizing. Soon Hunger caught up with us and we had some really authentic fried prawns. Vasim returned in a Hour or so later with duplicate keys. Exhausted as we were, we decided to go to the Flea Market.
The Flea market was nothing less than a Carnival in itself. It was large ground with stalls, food courts, entertainers in place. Flea Market was full of people, and majorly by Whites. It seemed more like a Caucasian Congregation rather than market.We seemed to have landed into an alien territory. Even, the sellers by the stall were white dudes not to mention all the white crowd. There were a bunch of whites who were doing roadside tricks. The chicks were dressed right from Punjabi dresses to really short mini's and much more( err.. Less that is). Spending time in that place made us feel insecure and we actually got tired of watching all the pale skin. Famished from all this we headed back to the Room after a quick dinner at sports Bar. The next day was reserved for Water Sports.
(More coming .. keep watching this space)
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