Biggest Myth About Myself

Many people around me strongly believes that I have a girlfriend or other variable versions of the same topic. Like "he has a crush on somebody", "he doesn't want to tell us", "he has loved and lost it" etc etc. Many people have tried to enquire me on this topic and all those people have got umpteen different answers. Because the truth is, I don't have or in fact I never had any emotional attachment with any girl whatsoever.

It all started when I went for my internship after my second year to NIO, Goa. I went there with two of my friends from Kharagpur (Karan and Vivek/Beti). There were many others whom we met there only and soon we became a group consisting of Tamanna/TT, Jagruti, Arunima/Aru and Anurag/Allahabadi. These were not the only members with whom we had a cordial relationship. There were people from IIT Guwahati, Rahul from IITR and 2 special girls. One of them went on to become Karan's first 'real' girlfriend. These 2 girls were also there for the internship but the only thing that differentiated them from other girls in our group was that they were not Indians. These two girls came from the most romantic country on this planet France.

We stayed there in Goa for about 2 months from May 2006 to July 2006 and that summer was the best summer of our lives so far (I'm not sure about Aru and Jagruti though). Those waking up late in the morning, sitting in front of the computer throughout the day, attending crash course classes, visiting beaches during the weekends, shouting and jumping in the ocean water, roaming on the Panjim streets, sitting on the backside wall of the NIO guest house, feeling the wind blowing through our faces, fighting with faculty over the mess table, playing cards at night, sitting on the Miramar beach at nights, walking 5 kms along the beach and then returning back, watching tears trickle down the cheeks of a lovely senior(2 times to be exact :P), getting together during lunch and dinner, ordering 'gobhi manchurian' and 'curd' almost every night, watching world cup soccer matches in the guest house TV room, those CCD's, burger hangout, 'chaat' places, medical stores and the most beautiful and our very beloved Dona Paula Jetty.

That time came and went but in the midst of all that gave all of us a time to remember and cherish for the rest of our lives. For TT it was the time spent with us and couple of days with Katty, for Beti it was the time spent with Clarie, for Karan it was the time spent with Perrine (I have never seen a person in so much love with a person who is more than 7000 kms away), for me it was the time spent with all of them. There were many different incidents which were occurring around me, so probably I am the best person to describe all those events. I made some of my very good friends during that trip. And it was that friendship that was blown out of proportion by my own friends. It wasn't a big deal for me to handle because everybody does that with their friends.

As far as my 'lost opportunity' phrase is concerned, it wasn't meant for any of the above mentioned people. She was a girl in my colony and it's almost 10 years since I left that colony but we remained in regular contact until December 2006. We never had any formal relationship. So she was also just a friend of mine whom I missed a lot when she was gone. She died in a road accident on December 24, 2006.

I know it's pretty weird to end the blog in such a depressing note but can't help it. I had to clarify certain things to people around me.



P.S.: I went to Goa again in December 2007 during Christmas. And that blog is just below this one

Go Goa

It can get bigger but it can't get better than this. My trip to Goa from 23-28 December was one of the most amazing. And that trip ends an eventful year for me. Year 2007 was again a mixed bag year. With one good thing came one mishap. In summers it was a wonderful trip to California which came with an accident. And in winters it was a poor performance in Inter IIT Sports Meet which came with a wonderful second trip to Goa. And that's what I am going to write in this blog of mine.

Our journey started when I reached Goa from Mumbai on 23rd December. Tired from the journey we decided to visit only one place that day "Family Beach". Yes thats what we call Calangute Beach where you can find hundreds of families with almost no space to take a bath. We just took a stroll along the beach that evening (Ohh and the 'We' here signifies Karan, Prem and Me). That evening was spent with dinner and drinks on the beach.

Special Day 24th December

We started early in the morning and biked straight towards "Chumma Beach", I mean Anjuna Beach. We halted for sometime at Baga but that was only for eye refreshment. We took a long bath there at Anjuna because that's the only beach with no family affliction whatsoever. We took our dinner early and headed straight to Curlis because we never wanted to miss out on any moment of the Christmas night.

The road to Curlis was a nightmare to drive on. There wasn't even a hint of a road or a path on the way we were travelling. It consisted of all sorts of sand with no lights and people around to help. We would see a head/tail light of a vehicle far off and we would go in that direction. And that's how we reached Curlis. We walked into a small portion of the beach surrounded by rocks. There were alomost 50 people at that small place at around 8 PM with only 2-3 dim lights and 4 lanterns. The lanterns also were like a gift by "female drug merchants" who were sitting there on the beach with one corner assigned to each of them. The DJ (Goa Trance Music) was in full flow and within couple of hours that dance floor was filled with guys and girls completely out of their senses. There was no restriction and no shortage of any sort of drug commodity you wanted that night. We stayed there until 3 AM and it was total fun.

We spent the next three days roaming all over Goa. We visited Old Goa and Panjim Church on 25th December. Then we went to Vagator, Aguada Fort, Chapora Fort and Colva Beach during the next two days.

This visit to Goa brought back all the memories of my stay there during 2006. Both me and Karan used to point out places where we used to hang out in history. But this visit was special in its own terms. It was Christmas and Goa was flooded with tourists from all parts of the globe. Attending a RAV party was one of the never fading inscription of our minds. All three of us wanted to stay till New Year but our ever increasing expenses on food and drinks never allowed us to do that. Hence this leaves me to explore Goa once again during New Year. I don't know when will that trip be possible but it certainly won't be before next new year.