My monologues of madness..

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Ouchie, Men!

I dislocated my knee! The doctor explained that I've torn a ligament and will have to wear a brace for the next 20 days followed by a knee cap, exercise and bed rest. Sucks!

It all began when I left on an impulse to Goa. I'd never been to Goa (surprise, surprise) and like many other illogical decisions I took off to the land of Coconut based Fish gravy and unlimited Alcohol. Now, maybe its because I'd never seen Goa or perhaps it was to do with my company but I'd never imagined it to be so serene, so beautiful and uncrowded.

"Off Season", I was told. That meant, a spacious A/C room for just 700 bucks a night. It also meant that there would'nt be hordes of foreigners and better still, no hordes of annoying people desperate for some white skin show. It just meant affordable uninterrupted relaxation.

The rain kissed state rejuvenated me and even though it poured continuously for most of my trip - I LOVED it. The fried eggs for breakfast, the unparalleled thrill of a filmy bike ride in the pouring rain, endless conversations and philosophies about the many theories of life and love, romance in the air and sand in my shoes, and in er.. my cell phone as well; that brings me to another story.

We thought it would be a great idea to click some pictures in the water. That's when I got the bright idea to waddle into knee deep water to capture the true essence of Goa on my lens. Sure, I didn't heed warnings for the undercurrent in the water or the strong waves. I mean, warnings are for scared babies and rules are meant to be broken. Right? Wrong!

I have never let anyone tell me something and have me do it. This wasn't going to be an exception - Moral of the Story: When someone is yelling, "Wave, Wave" you don't behave like a smart alec and Wave out coz they are NOT kidding.

Cost of trip : 15k
Stupidity Damage: 50k

..oh wait! What about the knee? Well, there are 3 versions - The version I Told Everyone, The Version that I'd like to tell everyone and the truth. Which one would you like to hear?

But, all said and broken, it was completely worth it. I think I fell in love with Goa, where everyday is a Sunday, where its easier to find alcohol than it is to find water, where true love can blossom sans pollution and unadulterated living takes a whole new meaning.

I'm just raring to go back.

2 comments:

illusory motion said...

So Pretty. Goa brought out the poet in you.

KB said...

Glad u enjoyed Goa. Not glad you broke your knee (ouchie!). Glad it was worth it.