Tanvi was dressed in a simple white maxi dress and flats. She wore a single sea shell string around her neck. Tanvi looked elegant and gorgeous. They drove to Britto’s located on Baga – Calangute road, especially famous for their deserts to savour lunch. This shack style restaurant overlooking the sea had a relaxing feel. People were sitting, chitchatting, some were playing music and enjoying their drinks and food.
Neither of them talked about yesterday night. They talked about things in general and enjoyed prawns vindaloo with beer. Over lunch they decided to break the stereotype image of Goa and explore the quieter side of the Goa, the other side of Goa. They hired a bike from a nearby local shop and went looking for the heart of Goa.
They drove through the old Portuguese villages, ate fresh baked bread, and sat listening to reminiscent memories of bygone Goa from the old people sitting around. A restaurant perched on a hilltop near Chapora fort was a rare find. From there you get a beautiful and this hidden restaurant is away from the noise. Only real travellers come here. Photography enthusiasts were enjoying clicking Goa from this angle.
Driving through spice plantations Tanvi realized that there is so much more to Goa than just booze and party. The beautiful architecture of 200 year old Shiva temple and catholic churches was mesmerizing.
Learning yoga and meditating on the beach of South Goa was an experience that was rejuvenating. It helped Tanvi resurrect her resilience.
A local told them about an offbeat place called Dwarka – simple, tranquil and harmonious this place was a sight to behold. Though a little expensive for their pocket they just toured the place had a few snacks, photographed around and left.
Goa was surprising Tanvi at every bend now that she has adjusted her perspective. Goa was giving her real happiness and not just outer pleasure. South Goa is much better if you are looking for quieter side of Goa.
Today was so different from yesterday. And this beautiful difference was caused by understanding one’s inner self and being clear in what exactly will make you happy, not just blindly following the stereotype.
Interestingly, while driving through the end of North Goa they struck upon a hidden lagoon. No websites or travel guides will tell you about this place. It was a small trek from Arambol beach. Away from the maddening crowd, Tanvi and Avi spent a few hours idling in fresh water lagoon, swimming with the fishes and applying fresh clay (multani mitti) on their face while sipping beer.
It was now time to head back home. But, before that she wanted to visit one last place – Auroville in Pondicherry, extreme down south. Long back Tanvi had read a book on Mother, Shri Aurbindo and the golden globe in Auroville. Since then she had wanted to visit this place once.
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