Well for those of you who know this awesome timepass called Hookah or Sheesha -whatever u wanna call it- you know it is one of the most chillaxd thing to do after a busy a day (or for that matter after not that busy day).
Feb 09, me and friends bored of ADC running our lives and prayin everyday at 6 for tomorrow to be jus a lil bit lighter. We said ‘*u*k
everythin’, picked Pulin’s smashed santro and headed off to Alibaug. Me, Pulin, Mihir and Akhil.
Started at around 2 from my home, about half way through Mihir had a ‘Goa attack’. Symptoms: the infected repeats the line “Goa chalo. Akhil goa chal, Pulin goa chal, mallu goa chal, pulin goa chal, pulin goa chal” incessantly. It aint that Pulin’s views matter that much but jus that he was drivin the car. The attack ceased in due course with help from Akhil and me.
Reachd Alibaug around evening, went straight to the Kihim beac
h. The beach is just ok nothing great. Had plans of lookin for a deal on a room to stay and then enter the waters. Akhil kept repeatin “Lemme strike a deal for the hotel, I’ll get us a good deal”. But Mihir can be controlled once but not twice, atleast not on the same day. He got his way and we all jumped into the water (atleast Pulin and Mihir did, to my and Akhil’s defense “we don’t know to swim” ). After the swim- if you can call it that- we went and changed in the room, where Mihir and Akhil had their happy and gay encounter. We decided on havin some snack before dinner. Went to this place (well it waS a Chinese thela) that served on the beach, it sets up the whole chairs and table and you can chill out beach side. We had planned ahead and brought our Hookah with us. We sat there beach side at around 10 at night. Gazin at stars, drinkin chilled King’er, havin chicken lollypop and smoking the fantabulous (Mihir, I know its not a real word, but this is ma blog) Hookah. The feelin I must tell u was amazing. Went back to room, the dinner got wasted and so did we. I slept like a baby, but m not sure about the others. At 6 in morning, me and Akhil went for this long long long long walk beachside.
At around 9am woke up Pulin and Mihir and decided to head back to Mumbai. But our better senses prevailed and we said lets head off some place else. 1st stop: Shri har hareshwar. On the way to Shri har hareshwar met a sudden cash and petrol crunch. We had ATM Cards but the villages had no ATMs. Picked up watermelons on our way, ate them with the help of Mihir’s knife (there is always one near by) at a petrol pump. Must tell u Shri har hareshwar was amazing, great clean water, but goin too much in is not advisable, so we had lunch (amazin chicken, imagine eatin a Rs100 thali when we were almost broke) and left for Devghar which we had heard was fun. On our way to Devghar saw another beach by the name of “Aravi”. Well it sounds like Dharavi but it’s a pure white sand beach. Wow. The
scene there was unbelievable, a beach jus next to road (it’s a v small beach). We jus stopped there for a minute, we were short on time and had heard Devghar was gr8, so we moved on. On way, there was this 2 km long streach of road which was sea side. Road just above the sea. It was difficult for Pulin to concentrate on drivin. Reachd Devghar. All of what we heard was true. It was Amaaaziinnn…. Sssaaaaaat karke hamari zindagi alter ho gayi. He he. It was white sand, clear water, I cud see my toe even inside the water and the best of all it was deserted. We basked in white glory for hours and hours (it was more like 1 hour but…). Believe me folks letting ur self being guided by waves, a force much more powerful than urself is an amazing feelin. Well the trip ended at that, and we were back to our morose lil lives.
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