pic on the left-calangute beach..
Ok..So here I am thinking of what to blog and I come across our goa pictures,when we had gone there during February..10th to 13th,to be precise..
So here I was in Pune thinking of where to go next and then a plan came in that we would go to goa..Who would say no?I was with eugene ,tariq,sahil and naseeb..I reached first in Goa and dropped down by a place that goes by the name of Mapusa and was hoarded by a group of auto ,taxi drivers and for the first time I saw bike drivers..bikes as taxis..and went to the rooms that we had booked in celjoan and waited for the others to come in and meet up by 1 PM ..Had a nice coffee that sali (the guy at the hotel )had prepared and picked up the menu that was hidden in the room to find out that it was 50 bucks for a normal cup of coffee and I am not talking about coffee day or barista..but a normal joe home made coffee!!Nice start I thought..
Soon everyone joined in and we decided that it was just the first day and we wouldnt spend much..We were on a shoe string budget(significance of shoe string will be told later on) as all the students are when they plan an unofficial goa trip..We went to a place nearby to have a light meal and go off to the beaches..Apart from food everything else was there on the menu..Well to all who havent been there..The menu in all goa restaurants starts with drinks and ends with them,with a small portion of the menu dedicated for food to the people who rarely have it and you will have to search for it with your glasses on..Goa runs on liquor ,well its as simple as water there,if not for the delicious fish there ,i dont think anyone ever would have eaten anything..We ate ,We drank and We sat there and the bill came close up to 1500..oops..and it was supposed to be just a light meal.even better start I thought!!our pocket holes were already getting drilled without even going out anywhere..The whole day swivelled from one beach to another and so on and finally ended up at Baga and were there till 2 at night..Singing along with the karaoke and humming to the old classic english tunes (old classic,i suppose ,cos we had never heard of them..we just pretended to know them)..lip synching along..The whole day was spent in the beach shack and we reserved water sports for the next day..on our way back we meet this guy called shivaji who tells that he can arrange anything..girls,stuff or anything that college guys would like..we say 'no,thankyou'and he gives this look that says 'go screw yourself then!!'we happily go past and just take the invitation for some private European party there..that was fun although we were like people on a lost island with all European chicks and tall 6 feet and 7 feet guys surrounding us..well i am 5'6..So you can imagine how dominant they would have been..everyone had fun and guys told that I was probably a little out of control..I would not dare to mention any of the details here probably..but then I remember this totally drunk guy who accidentally or probably purposely poured this whole can of beer over me but then who would get angry in such a jovial place called goa..He said cheers,i returned it back..and and and we had shark meat in the shack although i dint know that it was shark.if I had known I would not have had it.It is a protected species damn it!!but then probably I would have had it cos you always want to do something that you havent done before..Afterwards we weNt around and around the small area..circling all the hotspots there,none seemed to be sleeping and finally retired in our rooms at around 4 or 4 30..
Day 2 pic above-Parasailing at calangute
Why is it that one wakes up late for college and exams and things like that eventhough one haS been sleeping like a pig for 10 hours and still yawn the whole day but wake up damn early ,sleeping for just a couple of hours and feeling damn active,when its not required so and there are no exams and one can actually afford a long sleep?Dont ask me.I dont know..
So we all woke up really early thinking how to chalk out the rest of the day and decided that we would go for water sports the whole day..I was damn excited as it was something that I had never done and the unknown always stretches ones imagination.Here we were in this shack at calangute beach and were getting ready for the para sailing and signed a last minute form that said that "We are above 18 and Whatever happens,it is not their responsibility and we have undertaken this at our own risk and the sole responsibility for everything lies on us." That literally meant 'hey..the rope around your waist might get cut and you might fall into the vast sea and never to be seen again..dont blame us..is your will ready?
Para sailing turned out to be a dampner as I got bored up in the skies seeing nothing but the vast blue sea..Well i could have just sat at my home and watch some animal planet or something to see the sea.I dont know if it was only me but I wasnt thrilled..so I had to make up this story of seeing this school of dolphins in the water but to my dismay I found that everyone had made the same story..there was a bit of water scooters after that and then totally dissapointed by the water sports we went back..we had an king size lunch and an equally royal dinner and a even lighter wallet.
So here we were thinking what could be done for cheap here.Our 4 day budget had busted inside out in 2 days..So we decided to hit the roads the next day and dedicate it fully for travelling.. The sunset pic we took was the defining pic tht day..here it goes.. The Sunset Pic
Day three and we get fresh ,skip breakfast to save money and hit the roads and go to lots of places..The beautiful aguada fort,lonely churches,panjim,madgaon,some famous temple,bomb jesus church,st.xaviers church,ribandar..
Hold on tightly as the action just starts unfolding.On the way after our aguada fort trip was done..I hit a car that had some students in it and what better?I hit it in front of the goa jail..and that too when the collector of goa is making an appearance there that day..Nothing happened to me but I heard tariq swearing at me..The car had two deep bumps as if it was hit by a meteor ..One was by the bike and the other was by Tariqs huge knee..so ya..he had all the right in the world to swear at me..situation gets even better..there is this huge group of policemen coming and they start charging towards us and everyone had two words 'oh!god' and some had 'got fucked!'The police people shooed us away with contempt and told us to leave from there and passed by..relieved..I was almost thinking that we would be behind the bars for probably disrupting the collectors schedule(not 'we'..but atleast I was sure of myself) and have our pictures flashed all over the next days local news..the guys n the car left and we were like 'wow..nice people..they dint even ask for anything?'..so we march on again without any damage minus tariqs knee and go on to have lunch and guess what we see in the next turn..those guys with the damaged car ,waiting for me..now everyone had only one word 'fuck!!'
however we act damn friendly and see for any damage in the car(not that we meant it but that was the only way to make sure they remain friendly to us..or more exactly..they dont turn hostile..or more exactly..they dont kick our ass!!)even they were all nervy cos of the accident and we convince those guys that the damage is only worth a couple of hundred rupees and nothing more..i dont know what on the earth made them believe us but they actually let us off,just taking my phone number!!I mean I wouldnt have done the same if it were me..the whole car had a minimum damage of 3000 written all over its sexy back!!and here these guys beleived that it would cost only 200.
we left for our way and carried on while i had numerous calls from them ,which obviously i did not pick up..well i felt bad for them and empathised with them but the problem was that we were as tight as they were on finance..if they ever come across this all i can say i sorry..then we went to anjuna beach and old goa and all the other places left in goa and finally returned back at 10 or 11..end of day 3..well not to be the end so soon..we go to some famous temple in old goa..which someone told was just 10 km but in the end we ended up traversing close to 40 kms..alls well and we go to the temple and come out,,have tea(for the first time in goa) and start our bikes and not again!!now tariq has lost the keys to the bike..after searching for an hour and making no headway ,we try opening the bike with the activa key and voila!it opens..after passing some 5 kms..tariq wants to go back again and searches the temple and there he finds the key which was kept safely by the priest there..someones sixth sense was all working great..then the church in picture where we went at night around 2 o clock to have some wierd fun and as soon as we go to the church the dogs start barking and we find that closeby there is a cemetry and eugene runs back for his life and gobbles down a beer to feel relieved..we were there for an hour talking all haunted stories and daring each other to go around the church alone ,when suddenly the main light went off and came back again..that was it we thought and speeded away to safety..a little bit of sweat trickling from our foreheads..
enter day 4..
1stpic-sahil me and naseeb @the station ,stuck without any cash.
2nd pic-eugene dozing away in the train back to coimbatore..he will still say that he was not sleeping..cant change him..
3rd pic-a beautiful dolphin model made by a goan.
we are leaving today and morning starts pretty pleasantly with sahil coming and telling us that those guys whom we hit had lodged a complaint with the police as they had noted down the bike number and they had called up the resort owner wher we were staying and they were claiming 4000 to settle it off ..'screwed again' said everyone and thanked me for giving them such a memorable trip..well i had no fear as i knew that either ways we would get jacked..cos we had hardly a 1000 with us so paying them was out of the question..we made naseeb take his hostel fees money so that we could pay it off..we go out and after a lot of convincing he takes his money and evryone starts to laugh!!why??it was a bloody prank played to get some money out of naseeb who was saving money by eating chips and veg in goa!!ya..in goa!!mission successfull and we head for lunch and have anither wholesome meal and bid goodbye to the mr.sali and jack and catch a taxi..well..we have almost a thousand five hundred bucks with us and are on an extremely shoe string budget and we planned to come by a general train to coimbatore as it would cost only 180 bucks..this was our plan..four peoples ticket would cost us around 180 x 4=720 and another 700 for the taxi and 80 bucks for travelling the whole journey!!
we had to drop tariq off at the airport as he had to go to delhi and the taxi driver takes us to the station..we board down and then something strikes..damn it!!this was not the station..we had to get down at madgaon..screwed again!!and the taxi driver shouts at us for not telling which station and wants 900 rs till madgaon..well we had to give in..and ran back to the airport,borrowing a 500 from tariq..telling that we would put it back in his account(had to tell tht to get the cash)..we reached the station ,offloaded everything and guess what ..the 2 30 train has left and we sit there till 8 at night not having cash to go anywhere..while taking the tickets we realized that lo!!there was not enough cash as we had paid 1000 fr the taxi..we start running all over again and call up friends back home to put some cash and just save being in the goa station forever..
we travel in the general compartment where you can not lie down or do anything and is crowded till the last inch..we survive the whole journey on 2 teas and a couple of vadas..we slump on each other and somehow make it till the end and survive to see another day..but thats not the end either!! now we were in the coimbatore station and fighting to bring down the auto charge from 80 to 70..cos we dint even have that much..not a penny more not a penny less and after we reached back we counted all the 50 ps and the 5 rupee coins that we had and said 'screwed again' for the last time..reason:we had only 69 rs with us and the auto guy also sweared something in tamil and finally we were back in our room ..thinking that evrything is over and about the amazing journey we had..
suddenly realization dawns upon..its feb 15 th and 14 more days to go fr the month to get over(damn again..this february had an extra day when i dint want it)and here we were with combined assets of about 50 rs for the whole month..'screwed again'one more time we say staring at the ceiling fan..
and then?there is a ring at the door and we open it to find out that there is a letter for me ..bad luck again..it read "dear customer,your internet bill has been due for the past one month,kindly pay 1500 by 20 th of feb" 'screwed again' i say..then i see another bill for the cable and newspaper and rent and i say ..i dont say screwed again but pick up the phone and arrange for some cash from my friend..
THE END!!SIGNING OFF..
THE UNFORGETTABLE JOURNEY!!