Unlike the hundreds of thousands who pour into Goa to savour its Wine,beaches and sunshine I go there to brush cheeks with my kin,to take in deep breaths,of local air and to touch the green grass of my homeland.

This yearly ritual is accomplished by quite a few miraculous phenomenon in the locality.Breakfasts and teatimes of the neighbours see a major change in the menu from the usual alle-belles and koloios to chunks of bread loaded generously with kiri or kraft cheese.Gone are the days when the goans ate just the usual black tea and pav.

The susegad goan life has now transformed into something more like the city life ....no more 7 pm rosary's and dinner at 8 .....goankars are now become more westernised although there is still that dash of goankara's in most of the people despite the fact that most of em have moved away from goa to settle mostly in UAE or others states of India...Although Goa is being commercialised day by day for me it will always be the place where i spent most of my summer holidays as a child,the place i went fishing ,cycling,hiking and stealing cap pickle from my granny's safe....

Life is not all hehe haha

After months of waiting and boredom the results were finally out.............and yay ! i got into loyola that's what i had always wanted.....people persuaded me to do an Mba but then i was really happy coz i was doing what i wanted and even if i didnt do well after MCA atleast i wouldn't blame anyone coz it was my decision and i had to be responsible for it..come what may . I was happy!

and then the first day of college i donno why i was not very excited about it ..donno what was on my mind... although i was happythat i got into loyola, on my way to college i was kinda lost maybe i missed my friends or donno what ...anyway....i searched for my class ...as i entered i gave a glance at the people sitting in the second row and saw this girl yapping to glory .....i took a seat in the first row and stared at the black board and the girl behind me went on n on...i wondered how she could talk so much ...anyway to be honest i didnt like the college at first...god i missed my friends....and i hated myself for not doing Msc with them....but then again i thought i wanted to do this and here i was doing what i wanted then why did i feel so bad.....I was kinda disappointed and dejected... I even thought of sliding....but then again i had this instinct telling me to stay....Alongside alota other things happened roselene left for Uk which was even more depressing i was happy but the i felt like a part of me was being taken away from me...That one week was really bad for all of us.........i couldn't even cry coz i had to give all the others moral support ....i had to behave normal but deep within i knew she was going away for 3 years and i would not see her again...i so wanted to go to the airport to see her off but damn the distance the airport's soooo far...anyway she left on the 7th of september......keren was very depressed and i had to console her i didnt know what to tell her ...but i tried my best to do what i could...college went on as usual ...and yea i am kinda liking it here now.....its not all that bad you know... ofcourse i'll miss my friends but i've made some really good friends now....

The months after graduation hardened me into someone quite different from the levelheaded and confident grad who left the campus........I missed everything from college,friends and all that i had in francis for three long years ....I was at a juncture in life where i didnt know what i wanted to do . People kept telling me different things everyday.......i tried so hard not to be influenced by anybody and do what i really wanted to but everytime i did that i would find myself all the more confused......i could think for hours and hours sometimes doing nothing but think.....I found myself wondering most of the time.....and then i realised i needed a break ...a change so that i get back in sync with the level headed confident college girl who knew what she wanted .....