Monday, March 28, 2005

Goa

It was, in many ways, a typical Goan dinner.

Candles & alcohol on a windy seashore. A confusion of lights on pretty faces. Irregular conversation & flashes of skin. And the Orion, perhaps having mixed drinks, a wee bit tilted and amorous on the horizon.

And though this nothingness was beautiful, it was the next day - having walked about over a kilometer with luggage in the hot afternoon sun, hungry & breathless, the shoulders a bit painful, the throat considerably dry - that produced a warmer memory. As self & A settled down to a well earned beer at "Chances", I recalled how I had dined at that very restaurant almost exactly five years ago - having come to Goa with my circle of friends from post graduation days.

Even that night was windy. And starry. Even then, everybody was drunk.

3 comments:

Raunak Singh said...

Chances to visit "chances" seems to be high for you ;)

Anonymous said...

Extremely nice. Paints a picture. Good 'un bud.

Souvik said...

Ronnie & Anonnie:

umm... no... nothing really... I mean thanks & all that! :)

S!