Tuesday, 2 August 2016

I Have A Dream

I am blogging about my dreams and passions for the Club Mahindra #DreamTrails activity at BlogAdda. You can get a Club Mahindra Membership to own your holidays!

I HAVE  A DREAM



It’s that time of the year, which most of us dread. There are targets to achieve and
 dead lines to meet. Meetings to attend and bosses to be answered to. Chaos and a huge mighty  ruckus everywhere.
In the midst of all this I lay down my weary head on a satin white feathery pillow to ease out the muddle for just five winks, I promised myself.
AND THERE…
I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail…….   (lyrics from the song ‘’I HAVE A DREAM’’ by ABBA)

Both my husband and me --- We are beach buddies. He likes his beer and I love my bombil and jhingaa fry, all on the beach. Be it rain or sunshine. That’s where you are bound to find us, totally rejuvenating. At the drop of a hat,, we are packing off trailing  to the nearest sea beach.

The strong salty smell in the air.
A walk along the pristine beaches. Either as morning exercise or to see the sun set.
The boats bobbing on the lazy waves.



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The men and their laid back natures. Bringing in the day’s haul from the hearts of the deep seas.
The koli women in their sexily draped nine yard sarees.
The rustic kids in their bright coloured chaddies.  
 The women drying out the salted fish, hung on some sort of a stand.. rows after rows.
 And down comes the lusty crows snooping down to snatch off the drying salty fish, while the koli women in their sexily draped nine yard sarees trying to shoo them away.
And the super energetic young brats running after the hungry black birds and cawing along in tune with them.

The early morning intoxicating toddy… a dull white, sweet smelling milk collected in the rounded pots.
The kokam kadi, bhaakri, and the kolmi rassa is to die for The authentic flavor which many have tried to carry back home and failing miserably to maintain its originality. 


The pani puri wala, the garam butta wala, the nariyal pani wala, the masala chai wala, the anda burji pav wala , the barf gola wala and the kokam sherbet wala add to the liveliness of the countryside. 












The festivities along the sea laced dwellings reminds me of tales from the AMAR CHITRA KATHA. Taking me to my grandma and her folklore. 
SOOTHING….EVER SO SOOTHING…. Her fingers running through my sea blown tangled hair, in an attempt to clear away the tangles. SO PEACEFULL.  !!  

                                              or is it??

I can hear distant cries, I think its my 5 year old.
I can hear my brown cocker-spaniel pleading to be let out.
I can hear my husband howling over the flush tank not working.
I can hear the milkman whistling at  the end of the garden gate.
I can hear…..
I can hear……
I can hear…..
And it all comes rushing back !!!………  I lay down my weary head on a feathery pillow to ease out the muddle for just five winks, I promised myself.
AND THERE……
I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything
If you see the wonder of a fairy tale
You can take the future even if you fail…….   (lyrics from the song ‘’I HAVE A DREAM’’ by ABBA)

If wishes can be horses…. I would be away from all the targets and dead lines, holidaying in one of the  beachside accommodations owned by the prestigious CLUB MAHINDRA !!


I’m writing this for BlogAdda in association with Club Mahindra presenting the #DreamTrails activity that has taken me right into dreamland, and who knows, I might just come back with my dream fulfilled! I’m making my dreams open up their arms to welcome myself  through the #DreamTrails activity.