Desert Rose

The above image reflects what runs through most of our minds when we hear ‘vacation at Goa’. But for desert rose it was much more! Ever since I joined university for under graduation, I have made several trips to different parts of the country and of course each one of it was memorable in its own ways. So then the question would be why a blog entry only about this trip? Guess reading this will give you the answer. Each of my previous trips has made me realize how much more India has than what we think. Be it the grandeur of architecture, breath taking natural beauty, varied cultures, traditions & lifestyles, amazing markets both day & night, myths & stories and so much more. But when I reached Goa, it took a while to take in the fact that it was part of India. A state so much part of this country but way different… way liberal… and to put it in the language of youth, way cooler! A place where having beer instead of water to quench your thirst feels the same...

I took another thoughtful drag Thinking, "That's some dirty shit" I don't know why it had to happen.. As soon as I light one up, it is already time to quit. Expectation and anticipation is all I have. But yes, reality is nothing close to dream. I made castles in my mind, so knowing how it is going to be. But an imagined deep-sea is only life's brook. This is what I think. It's not here. That is for sure. As you stand before me, I may merely seem like an image. It seems like I only make you feel timid. I ask myself every night. Is there an end to this feeling.. pain..? A vagrant cannot rest or learn to be content I know I can never pretend. And you do too. Some days we have to be honest. You know exactly how I feel. But can you love a rock,   Drifting towards an unseen sea? Because soon I will fade from the scene. Someday I might knock on your door. Wondering if I was dreaming alone. I have settled to suffer, in return for my...