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Goa was more a chill trip than anything. I saw like 10 minutes of
the beach because it was pouring relentlessly the whole time, and the waves
were too strong for us to go in to play. (The water did NOT look inviting ) and what I enjoyed most about the trip was ironically the bus ride
there and back. And the calamari we had for lunch but I digress. They were
lonngggg bus rides. We left Bangalore at 7pm on Friday and got to Goa at 10.45
am on Saturday. We left Goa at 5.45pm on Sunday and I just got back today at
7.30am. They were long rides, yet I enjoyed them because I got to lie down +
sleep and talk a bit with my roomie. We haven’t been talking a lot and I
wouldn’t say that we talked a lot yesterday either but the conversation did
make me question a few things.
#1 Why do I travel?
Sitting in an upper bunk of the bus and giggling like two school
girls we came to the realization that both of us are hiding out in India to
seek a certain respite. Running away from people in Singapore; searching for a
chance to overwrite memories. To say that India is the perfect hideout is an
understatement since this is the last place anybody would come to. This trip
opened my eyes to how silly, how stupid, how ridiculously naïve this twenty-one
year old has been, and to realize that familiarity breeds contempt just like
how absence makes the heart grow fonder.
“some people feel like they don't deserve love. they walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It's that easy, and that hard.”
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