It’s been 3 years since I moved to Goa. The descriptions of its beauty were often trite and I never cared enough to imagine what Goa actually might be like. While most of my time since last three years has been spent inside the campus, I had some occasions where I experienced the less talked about beauty of this state. At first, this very beauty I am talking about was a serious pain in the ass. I remember being absolutely baffled when, for the first time, an item was removed from my cart to manage the lack of exact change to pay my bill off. See I was accustomed to the more ‘profitable’ act of adding a couple of chocolates in the cart in such situations, but that would require the Goan on the counter to give a damn. Continue reading Panjim and the rest
Today the two weeks trip to USA ended. A friend asks me how the experience was, and all I could say was, ‘Spiritual’. When I reached NYC, my brother told me that I was going to see how concrete can be beautiful. Well, he was right.
The concrete there is beautiful, but not enough to distract me into a life reevaluating mode; its people and culture are. Continue reading New York, New York