Hampi‘s ruins instilled an emptiness in my mind, never foretold. 9/11 with horrid visuals of twin towers crumbling to dust had been the only profound destruction I ever witnessed, with the panic stricken voices of United 73 airlines to jostle with the Islamic extremists to bring the aircraft down. I needed the sense of comfort to prevail again. Staying true to the ancient trade route  of Portuguese, I headed for Goa, right in the middle of Monsoon.  I had my people for company.

Before I tell you in more detail about the drenched holiday, I would like to give you a glimpse of Goan beaches. They adorn different colors with changing climate!

Baga Beach






Calangute Beach



Colva Beach




Candolim Beach



Vagator Beach


Anjuna Beach


My way to do Goa!



After all these, if you wanna see the small film I had made about my Goa travels, during monsoon, check this out.

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14 Responses

  1. Such a therapeutic read for a homemaker to see her friends travel and how !! You make me wanna be more than I can be !! High five to that !! Do well always so much more to you never give up I would say

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