By Amrita Das.
Let
my soul endure and my mind escape me.
Let me listen to the rain of Goa and feel
no further.
Moving to a beach destination wasn’t ideal for me. I’d
rather be on the foothills of a mountain range or lie under a starlit night
by a lake. But when the monsoons played hide-and-seek with Goa, I was convinced
there is no other place I’d rather be.
