Dear Readers,
I just returned from Goa after a fulfilling holiday. The tranquil effect of watching the Sun go down across the horizon while swimming deep into the intimidating ocean is beyond expression. And on the way back while swimming ashore, one is beckoned with a gorgeous view of dark land lit up here and there with electricity against the background of a sky painted in various tinctures.
I am utterly surprised by the question that what is it in there that makes each visit a fresh excursion and leaves an everlasting impression that is unique in its own capacity? I have been fortunate enough to visit Goa several times. After the exuberance of Dil Chahta Hai (a huge hit flick of Amir Khan) showed us the way to the fountain of youth for the first time in 2001, me and my friends have explored Goa time and again. The familiarity has grown so much that most of the roads and ways are embedded deep into the layers of my mind alike the format of a digital 3-D map. Quite often I dream about incidents happening to me at fixed spots enroute from , may be say Baga beach to Anjuna or from Panjim to Palolem beach!
Once again as always, I would make a recourse to history. Maybe the serendipity of Goa lies in its chequered past. If you look up for the history of Goa , you would realise what a patch of land it has been on the western coast of the Indian sub-continent since the last 10,000 years? Whereas the Vedic literature testifies to the spiritual effect of Govapuri, the life of Goan Buddist monk Purna( who happened to be a direct disciple of the Buddha) proves how promising this land has been to the seeker. Goa has been the home of a range of communities - Konkanis, Sumerians, Aryans, Dravidians, Greeks, Romans, Arabs, Portuguese etc whereas people from different regions around the world have visited it since millennia- Gujarat, Bengal, Kerala, Malaysia, Indonesia, Africa, China to name a few. My dear land of promise, untill we meet next, let me soak myself in your radiance....
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