and we went to try the tide and the sun
and took pleasure in the loss of the horizon.
Hina's Song On Goa
A bit
of a freezing bus ride
of tasting the first afternoon's catch by the quay
of jumping with dirty feet on a freshly made bed
of a Portuguese Mansion with a freckled old soul
of Young Niki and Blank Sandeep in a Cocktail Glass at Cavvala
of an easy climb at Chapora
of sitting on a bar stool in a green pool with beads kissing one's neck
of trying on a sexy costume in a stinky shack
of a little lazing, a lot of driving, laughter floating in the wind
of smiling in the sun
Pritha's Song On Goa
A bit
of a Purdah to keep the cold away on the Sunshine Bus
of wishing for a quiet moment in the gaggle of noise
of watching a red moon on a brightly lit beach
of getting propositioned by a man who mumbled much
of savouring each mouthful of butter soaked crab
of rushing off every morning to forts which had crumbled down and religious institutions one did not believe in
of driving beside a river which was engulfed by the sea
of instructing people to swim from the confort of a lounge chair
of smiling in the sun
Elina's Song On Goa
A bit
of shedding a tear at every tree, cloud, wave, time
of thinking about the great dilemma between calories and the free breakfast
of trying to tick off all the spots one had visited and all the new ones that one had found
of trying to instruct young Jui on a purposeful new word every day
of being the guardian of clean feet on bed, fresh towels in room, and baths for everyone all the time
of trying to figure out the ingredients in the sorpatel and the richad
of completely dismissing the goan vindaloo
of dancing in St Anthony's , tearing a pair of borrowed sandals and walking home barefoot
of cradling another memory to the song of the sea
of smiling in the sun
Sukanya's Song On Goa
A bit
of basking in the sun in little shorts
of not quite getting the right tick from the massage
of spreading laughter amongst the murderous mob
of trying to feed the young, please the old and comfort the in between
of being the general bank and judge for every dispute
of wanting to be on another holiday completely
of being blown away by the wind in the Sonic Shack
of reading a book here, there and everywhere
of finding a warm , calm shoulder and a starry night in a clear sky
of smiling in the sun
