Too late to narrate new yrs’… but what da heck!

 

              14 of us had to celebrate the last day of the year differently, so we set out on a trip to Konkan, away from the city noise, same ol parties, music, expensive clubbing… we wanted to do something different to mark the new year… Two esteems and a Palio were racing each other in the ghats of Tahmini and we waved and shouted and sang songs all way… We stayed at Anjarle on the 30th night after a crazy exhaustive trip and a walk to the beach in the night with happy talli friends…

 

   

           

               The 31st morning we visited the Asud-Murud beach and had a dip at the sunny beach until our skins turned african tan-brown! By evening we were all ready to take ‘THE TRIP TO THE SUVARNADURG FORT’ which is in the amidst of the sea at the Harnai port. We had hired a fisherman to take us there, CAMP the entire night and get us back on shore the 1st morning. It seldom is a tourist attraction as very few get into the trouble to catch hold of a fisherman for a ride to the fort. Its unlike janjira/alibag forts which have a lot of tourists visiting… And to pep it all we had to stay overnight where the customs are on a watch to deprive you of the same…

               We started late and most got shit scared of the boat ride after sunset with waves almost reaching the brink of the boat and all the swaying got em hmmm Lets say “super scared”… we then got settled inside the fort and then there was no stopping … there was booze, barbeque, lots of talks, lots of old college funny stories narrated… at 0:00 hrs we all came outside the fort to the beach and I must say that was a spectacular sight… it was as if we were at the other side of life, everyday life… every year same old celebreations,noise, din happened on the other side of the waves… we saw the shore burning with lights, lots of fire works which gave a magical reflection on the water and here we held our dear ones too overwhelmed to take in all that we experienced… Our ears could hear our voices and the waves and our eyes could see all the clatter at the village shore… the faint sounds of folk music probably must be lots of drums being played together and the muffled sounds of the fireworks got us nostalgic of all the trips we have had at Konkan…  

              Then came the case taking sessions, food, more and more faff and in true spirit the right word to be used – NAUTANKI…and the staring at the bornfire makes you nostalgic of old times spend with buddies, with dear ol hubby who once was a boyfriend and coyness, oldness was experienced around a similar bornfire long back with him… most slept by then and some of us were on the turn by turn watch keeping… during the course of the trip we all must have shouted n number of times to welcome sour throats but still we croaked songs loud enough to laugh at each other… we peeed in the torch-less night at the waves lots of times and even hallucinated of weird noises… by no time the sun rise was magical to look at… some more faff around and we were ready to get back to the Harnai shore…All must have atleast said this once – whoh what a trip! amazing!!! In no time we were gorging on amazing Konkani sea food and left for Pune…

             

back to blogging, I hope!

            I miss me blogging… I’ve been busy to even ponder over thoughts and penning them down. Well let’s see what my blog missed – another passive smoke up session which made Sachin believe that I liked getting passively bummed coz I sat around Chad and Eddie on the road trip to Diveagar. It wasn’t much of a deal this time.                                     

                     Konkan trip was like sweeeeeeeeet! By now some of you must be wondering what the hell I’m I talking about, well …Last year six of us took an amazing road trip to Konkan in a Wagon R … Yup… don’t ask how, why coz I’m too tired to explain… That was Chad’s car and Aaron, Prachi, Eddie, Sachin n I traveled all through Konkan in it! 6 of us explored the Dapoli area and traveled for 5 days. Well, Chad and Eddie smoke up so while we were in the car I was sitting facing the back seat (due to seat constraints, you see) Now picture this – I go a bit crazy on the smoke and suddenly feel weird… life gets slow. My head grows heavy and life around is slow. Whoa! I was high on Passive dope! Shame on me! PASSIVE dope got me high… Anyways we had stopped at Maangaon to grab lunch and I remember passing out on the table in deep sleep… They still tease me on it! So this trip recently to Diveagar got us Nostalgic about the Konkan trip and gave an opportunity to Sachin to conclude shit like ‘Sneha loves to passive dope … she wants to stick around when guys smoke up!!!’ Very funny!              

                Besides that it was a great Diveagar trip – my record breaking tan and the sand fight at the beach and hours of wave fighting and the ‘dig and get buried on the beach’! One unusual thing which I observed though, well picture this… you are in torso deep water and you see butterflies dodging the white horses and struggle to keep up just as you do! Strange? Fucking strange! I had never seen this before… Well dear butterflies what do you think you are doing, there are no pollens exported through water ways?!?!? What was that? They fly right at a wave and just as it seems that it will wash out the butterfly and not give it time to come back to its senses ‘ALIVE’, it smartly takes a tiny flight as if its teasing the wave of its conquest. Damn weird…

               What else… well hmmm ya lots of booze-BBQ parties at home with buddies around… music, guitaring, singing… it was magical… Sachin’s birthday was celebrated with a dinner at Arthur’s Theme – turkey and duck on the menu made Sachin love his birthday dinner… Gifted him a BBQ set and a poem! His birthday bash was a hit… 2007 has been more of an adventurous ‘outdoor’ faff… Wait until you hear about my new year adventure…Will write on the same shortly!