Go-AHHH



Goa – India's answer to Hawaii, Goa – the party capital of India, Goa- sea, sand, wine and women. It was my fourth visit here. And when I land it is with fond memories and some bitter ones.
HOT! Wrong month to be visiting but the shacks are welcoming … chilled beer and food and eye candy thrown in for good measure – A HEADY MIX!!!
Titos: a much over hyped place in Bagha. The DJ goes on and on shaking and grooving and twisting in various contortions. A firang dances in a small enclosure on the first floor throwing her body into various directions and picking it together again only to throw in a totally different direction once again. Surrounded by bouncers to keep the salivating crowd at bay. WATCH BUT DON'T TOUCH!
This brings me to the crowd. Interesting mix of people. Two varieties of honeymoon couples. One sitting and watching quietly trying hard not to nod off (some probably have had too much alcohol). Someone must have told them Titos is one the must visit places in Goa, although for the life of them they cannot understand what the NOISE is all about. The other variety determined to live it up GOA style away from the prying eyes of well meaning relatives and is shaking it up vigorously. COY brides turned DANCERS!
Then the firangs. One in search of the much rumoured spiritual bliss found in the yogic postures probably having to be compensated by finding the same in hash and marijuana. The second variety in search of a tan and a place to shake a leg.
Of course finally, the bunch of single guys who have come to Goa to find an answer to their virginal nightmares. They swig their drinks in the find hope that this would give them the courage to walk up to someone and ask them for a dance or on being rejected drink a little more and ask a few more others!
The dance floor itself resembles a mini stampede. It wouldn't be strange if you were to step on someone's toes or bump into someone else if you decided to move an inch from where you are standing. But then that has never deterred these dancing kings and queens form pumping their fists, gyrating their bodies or clasping their better halves.
Reminds me of an INXS song – here I am … lost in the ashes of time … longing to hold you again … caught in your shadows.
Maybe I am growing old and cynical. Why else would I want to hold on to a time gone by? The world has moved on and it might be time for me to accept that.

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