Thinking of what might be ahead,I started from my home @ Secunderabad, where I find my peace and tranquility.And reached right about in South Goa, Majorda, India.Where an intense black gathering for the night's party, was on a roll. Sitting by the shore, I felt the energy that God(a) has. The serene endless ocean waves hustling through the fingers of my feet as I lay back with 2 pints in one hand. Watching the sunrise by the Ocean.And then ate the biscuit I carried with me, Until it was too hot to sit out in the sun. We thought of beating it with an Ass Kicking Breakfast served in our room.Yes, I did try that Chico look. I was stoned! When in Goa, why not?Yep, She was a part of the gang.We rode from Majorda to Curlies, to know about the mass hype for that place @ Anjuna? Frankly speaking, we came back to Majorda that very evening by 5 pm. And the sense of belongingness when entering Majorda, it engulfed me. P.s.- Ain't she pretty?Trying out the Gopro!As I said Goodbye, I felt a sense of not bidding adieu but gliding through as I would come back. My phone smashed, so I just have a few. Maybe next time?Follow me on Instagram @cloning.91.