Bohemian Dreams - part one.

Have you ever dreamt of that perfect place? With the pristine sands and no sense of pretence attached to it. I did, and finally found it in Gokarna. I fell in love with that darn place through photographs and memory strings of others. (Eh, This could actually become a bollywood story) Anyways, I am going finally! with some other people. People who i feel will never understand Gokarna. But this is'nt about people, its about a love story - Mine and my obsession with a place. I feel good to just have people linger on the borderlines and forget rudimentary life for three days and immerse myself in hash and sand.

I haven't packed. We still dont have a place to rest our drunken selves. Sometimes i wish i was going alone. Sometimes i wish i could meet Bob Dylan outside college. Sometimes i wish i never had to wish.

This trip better kick ass.

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Pretty inappropiate for a first post i guess. but what can i say? I still fail to comprehend why are my fingers are running over keys on my keyboard. I could by no means maintain the old blog - (documenteddoodles). Yes! i have murdered it. ( Su, stop giving disapproving looks). What on earth am i doing at 12:33 AM creating a new one? I am going to murder it anyways like its predecessors. So lets just see how long will this one survive.

oh, and Thom Yorke is God!