A word of caution to all readers, “This is going to be one long post.” Mainly because, I think, this is going to be my last post for 2007 justifying, why, this is going to be a long one.
No, don’t want to start this with, “Happy New Year” wishes. This post is going to have something more.
As I turn back (hoping my 30th birthday would come in a reverse order :-P) I feel amused.
Lot had happened in 2005, more followed in 2006. 2007 came like a pleasant surprise as if 2005, 2006 and the period between 1992 to 2006 never happened. (don’t ask me the details now, I don’t remember anything)
2007, has been really a year of learning, loneliness which ended on a happy note. A note which reads finding love in Bold, Italic, Underlined letters. Vinayak has definitely been the discovery of the year 🙂 . My getting married to him exactly after a year’s stint in Bangalore, a city with which I share a love hate relationship.
A companionship which is full of loads of love, bliss, peace and happiness (touch-wood) for which I am thankful to 2007. (by the way, Numerologically, 9 has always been my lucky number and 2007 adds up to 9 :-))
After the wedding, had gone to Delhi, and roamed on the streets of Old Delhi with Vinayak, where he saved me from a pickpocket too🙂, went to Kolkata after 15 years and was truly mesmerised with Flury’s, a cafe on Park Street where my husband spent many happy days with his late father, his late grand parents, eating delicacies whenever he would come for a haircut as a child.
I ordered Darjeeling tea, sandwich, a small cake and a cheese cake. The food was nice, so was the staff. The ambiance made me very nostalgic, I was missing my dad who would have loved Flury’s. The violin and the keyboard were adding to the nostalgia which played many English, Hindi classics. The old world charm of “Bangaliana” and Kolkata was getting on to me big time.
My recommendation, if you are in Kolkata, Flury’s a must visit for some nice, quiet, Friday evening with a special someone or a close friend. It will definitely make your trip to Kolkata a fond one.🙂
Christmas started in Goa. Vinayak initially thought of a trip to Wayanard, but I was more eager on travelling alone than in a group reason being was with a lot of people because of the wedding, so wanted some solitude. Finally decided to go to an island resort in Karwar called the “Great Outdoors Island Resort” which turned out to be a damp squib mainly because of the hot, sultry weather on the island. The water sports which created a “wow” factor in my mind also never happened. We went to the swimming pool sized, pin drop silent but clean beach of the island, tried to have some fun but there were hardly any waves. Saw a broken water scooter and given my water phobia, gave up on the idea of water scooting, thought will do archery and angling but that also did not happen. In the evening, after the dinner, we both lay-ed on the hammock under an almost full-moon night and kept talking about different things.
Next day started very late. Seeing the dehydrated co-habitants of the island who came after a boat ride, we immediately decided that we need to do something which is more fun. Over breakfast, spur of the moment we decided, we want to go to Gokarana, immediately took a bath, took a boat to mainland, boarded a bus to Ankola, another bus to Gokarna, roamed around for a hotel room. In the evening, went to the beach, had beer, food and enjoyed the sunset and the full moon walk along the shore.
Next day, boarded Konkan railways train to Karwar and again spur of the moment decided that for Christmas eve we have to be in Goa. We could have taken the same train to Goa but had to go to Karwar island to pick up our stuff. The Gokarna station is again a nice place to be, it was breezy and quiet with a “Hare Rama Hare Krishna” kind of a feeling. On our next visit, we plan to stay with a tribal family for sometime in Gokarna.
Reaching Karwar Island, we immediately checked out and left for Goa. It took us 3 hours by bus to reach Vasco. We decided to check-in in Vasco because of the room availability factor there over north Goa. Next day was spent in Panjim, the entire city was decked up as if it was Diwali in Delhi. We again had some Goan food and beer at some small time restaurant, went to a bakery shop run by an Aunty. The shop had a very homely element about it, where women came, bought cakes, chit chatted with the owner, a complete “Muhalle Ki Dukan and Pados Ki Aunty” feeling. We had brownies and a yummy coconut cake, bought beach clothes, rented a taxi and headed off to Baga beach.
Baga was fun, Vinayak looked too cool in a bright blue, flowery shirt, he kept calling him self Uncle Tom and I, in a faun Short skirt re-christened myself as Aunt Philomina.😛
Enjoyed the sunset, sitting on a lazy chair, with beer, tandoori shark, prawns and a Hookah which towered over us over looking the mellowing beach filled with partying tourists, banana boats, water scooters, para sails, Rajsthani women selling beads, men insisting on giving you a message, young boys selling “light-wala” helicopter and some arbit toy which looked like a small stick to me and off-course our Hookah man, who was extremely courteous and seemed like a fresh graduate of a soft skills college on customer service. The party had just started with the entire beach filled with shacks which threw themselves open to all for beach parties, playing different songs ranging from “World Hold on” to some old forgotten MJ song to our own Desi Himesh. It was a “mix chaat” of chart busters everywhere.
After a lazy, unwinding, sinful time, we decided to start our party hopping, our cash was also dwindling so walked 2 kms to the nearest ATM but the entire place was full on partying, never felt that it was late at night. Auto walas sucked as usual asking for 180 bucks for 2 kms coming and going, we decided to walk, my feet hurt so was treated with Baskin Robbins Almond Coffee ice-cream by my considerate husband which made me feel good.
Jiggled a little at Tito’s Mambo, which was over priced and not happening at all. Again went for a Hookah, spent the whole night outside on the beach with festivity. At 4 a.m. walked to a 24 hours CCD for some coffee. Took a Taxi to Panjim then a bus to Vasco, had Goan food for lunch, boarded our flight which we booked after landing in Vasco on 23rd because of non-availability of trains. Got a good deal for 6.6k for 2 people in Kingfisher.
Now back in Bangalore, home is sweet as usual, office is depressing. Suddenly the world looks so beautiful🙂
Never knew 2007 will end like this, it started on a good note with lot of hope and I am happy that it did not disappoint. Let me not talk about 2006, 2005, 2004 and all the years back ward till 1992, want to forget all of it. May be I have forgotten all of it already, thanks to Vinayak.🙂
My thanks to all the people, all circumstances, all the moments that added value to my life. (Sounds like some Oscar Speech). Sanju and I even after being childhood friends were never this close. Today she is a family. Found wonderful people like Vinu, Sunil, Supriy, Ayan.
If I may say “I am lovin it”😛