Rain at its best.

I'm beginning to believe that my posts about rains in Goa are jinxed.When i write about them, it stops raining here. I'm curious now. Want to see what happens. So I'm posting the video of a rainy evening i shot in Coorg (a small hill station in the south of India). The Video is complete with nature's special effects.

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View from the Ferry. A barge is in sight at the far end

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Monsoon Calling. About time!!

I guess all the complaining about monsoons have paid off. Looks like the rains have called the strike off temporarily. The monsoon predictions went terribly off the mark. And the scare about the catastrophe following the 3 eclipse was enough to make me paranoid. Whew!! The rains are here. And i hope they stay. The river is full again. Goa is green again. The sight is beautiful. More pictures on the way. And by the way, finally my own pictures are hitting the blog. My husband should be sighing with relief. His master pictures are safe(for now).

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Lazy Sunday.

Today's day was long. Really long. I say this cos of two reasons. 1st-The sun set about 10 mins ago. i.e. around 7:15 pm IST. The second-I've been doing nothing all day and silently hoping the day would end. Heard of the watched pot story. I wonder how the sun manages to get through such long boring days. The ever evasive rain decided to tempt us a little today. All she did was to leave the nearly dry clothes damp again. I still have no idea what i'm going to do for another 4 hours before sleep takes over. Movies don seem to be taking the lead. The book I'm reading is seeming too predictable. Cant anyone write a book that can actually be read straight for 4 hours???? Okay! While writing this line I've just decided to do some online search for the Goan Pav. A kind of local bread that forms part of most of my meals now. I've realized i know nothing much than what it costs. So it's decided. It's journey on the path of Pav for me for now. Should keep me occupied for a while. And then I'll crib some more. May be I'll find something else en-route. And may be...I'll write about it tomorrow.

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Serenity understated. Or is it?

Sunrise shot by Sac from the house. Peace surrounds the picture. Wish i could see this in person.

You can try to strangle light:
use your hands and think
you've found the throat of it,
but you haven't.
You could use a rope or a garrote
or a telephone cord,
but the light, amorphous, implacable,
will make a fool of you in the end.

You could make it your mission
to shut it out forever,
to crouch in the dark,
the blinds pulled tight—

still, in the morning,
a gleaming little ray will betray you, poking
its optimistic finger
through a corner of the blind,
and then more light,
clever, nervy, impossible,
spilling out from the crevices
warming the shade.

This is the stubborn sun,
choosing to rise,
like it did yesterday,
like it will tomorrow.
You have nothing to do with it.
The sun makes its own history;
light has its way.

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Goa! No.Bangalore! No.No. Goa! No.Bangalore! And-here-we-go-again.

Life is Strange! Strong first statement. I’ll tell you why. Exactly one year in the past from now if someone would’ve told me that I’d be leaving Bangalore to live elsewhere, I’d have laughed my head off. And if such a brave foresighted person persisted, I’d have shot him dead. Thank heavens no one ventured to tell me my future back then. I was so much in love with the IT city for whatever reasons that I did not for once think I’d move. But I did. To where??? GOA! Hmmmm. Don’t start envying me already. There’s much more to the story. I spent years pitying hardcore Bangaloreans leaving town for reasons I did not understand. People complained. People complained some more. And then some more. Went on about how the city had changed. Was not great anymore. Pub culture sucked. The traffic has gone from bad to worse. City’s exploding. :). I don’t disagree altogether. But it is so difficult not to still love that place. The weather’s still amazing as ever (lesser rains this year though), people are still warm, & the city’s still green. Oh yes it is! When I told people I knew I was leaving Bangalore to live in Goa, I expected “Oh poor you! I cant believe this is happening to you”. But more often than not it was “ What!??! Lucky you!”. Goa brings that reaction I guess. Only few of my closest frens admitted that it wouldn’t be easy. Not easy at all. I moved. With a lot of apprehension. I was moving to a place loads slower than my hometown where I’ve practically spent every day of 20 yrs of my life. I was wondering what it would be like to live in the most sought holiday destination. But my worries were put to rest almost immediately. This State welcomed me with open arms. The ocean was waiting. :-). This place was more beautiful than I’d seen it with the eyes of a tourist. I was a LOCAL now. Now wait a minute. My loyalties din change. I just wasn’t scared anymore. It took me 2-3 months to actually love this place like a Goan does. I live in South Goa which is more peaceful and away from the hullabaloo of the eager tourists (:-P Ha!). But me and my husband travel North everyday to our Work. And I love watching the white of the chapels against blue of the sky or the gray of the river. I love it. And when I admitted it,I was told I’m on my way to be a True Goan. I was thrilled. Almost every weekend is a dinner by the ocean. Walk on the beach isn’t taken for granted as yet. And a glimpse of the monsoon has left me yearning for more. Ah the elusive rain! Probably next week I’ll upload the pics of Goan Monsoon treating us Goans. Oh here we go! I’m a Bangalorean + Goan. Wish I could come up with a fancy title for that. We’ll leave at this now. Verdict: I Love Goa, (God forgive me) a lil more than I love Bangalore. There! I said it. That feels so much better. I still long to go to Bangalore. But I know that once I leave Goa I’ll long more to come back. Today I tell my frens it was more easier than I thought to love this place which is called GOA.

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