Goa Reminiscence


Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. Recalling the most memorable days of my life has to be the trip to Goa with my buddies. It was a 3 days mind blowing outing which filled me with enormous energy and positivity. That trip rejuvenated the passion of travelling in me which was lost in the midst of survival for daily bread.

The trip was decided in the month of February for attending Carnival in Goa and also it was planned for my birthday falling during our trip dates. Due to prior commitments, earlier I cancelled the trip. Needless to say my friends were pissed on me for this. I really wanted this outing, but sadly was occupied with many other things. I was an avid traveller earlier. Name any place to visit during college days and I was the first to agree always. But things change so fast I tell you. In 3-4 years, I never had been to any places for recreations, believe me. To my surprise, I made it for the trip. I don’t know how but I decided and just packed my bags. I never thought in my wildest dream that this trip would change me inside out. My friends were happy and yes Goa was on!!

aguada fort

A trip to Goa with friends is always a worthy experience. Our trip started out with sightseeing, Aguada Fort, Dona Paola, Churches and pubs in the night. We were 8 people in all and we enjoyed like anything. Carnival was just awesome. Beaches in Goa were the sole reason for letting you flow in that moment forgetting everything. The tensions about future, running for survival in this competitive world were all forgotten when you see the scenic beauty of the nature. I was spell bounded by the nature. I had been to Goa earlier, but with friends, it is all together a different experience. Late night talks with friends on nonsensical topics having beer and discussing things which never ever matter the most to me last 3-4 years. I don’t know what it was in the air of Goa those days, I wasn’t unable to figure out what actually was it, Was it Goa’s lifestyle? Was it that I got out after a long time?


The last day in Goa rose, and incidentally it was my birthday. Quite happy, that I was celebrating with my close friends. These son of b#$* had something else in their minds. They organized an awesome beach party for my birthday. I was not expecting such a grand celebration. I was surprised and very emotional; I remember hugging them like anything. Tears were rolling down from my eyes. That moment I realised, it wasn’t Goa; it was because of my a@#*$# friends I was feeling contended. That atmosphere rejuvenated passion and strength in me from within. I made a promise to myself that I would travel a lot. It was the most memorable day of my life and the most happening birthday ever celebrated. Check out housing.com for being together. Create memories and live on them because life is a rough biography, but memories smooth out their cuts.

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