“Friends are with you for a reason, a season or a lifetime”, simply love the expression, but don’t know who said it first. The only thing I know that, it sums up that we all grow.
Last weekend I flew from Bahrain to Goa in India, for a reunion with my management school friends after 13 long years. Leaving my kids behind amidst their exams, was not a good feeling at all. Though I know the fact that their daddy will manage work, home, kids , their school, exams and all, but for some reason I was reluctant to move ahead with the decision to go for the reunion, though my heart was longing for it. And then as usual there’s always someone with me, all the time to ease me out in such situations. Yes, it’s Biman! my husband who is always finds a way when all doors seem to be closed. You may call it, “how fortunate or how privileged I am”, etc. But I would call it a true friendship – a relationship based on nothing but understanding each other and respecting each one’s feelings. It was like as if Biman could read my mind and heart and insisted me to go for the trip. Thank you would be just a small word but for me certain things cannot be described in words.
Thanks to the social media; Facebook and Whats app in particular, I would not have had a chance to reconnect with so many of my old friends from college times. Nothing beats the fun of recollecting and virtually reliving the good old times.
It felt so good to be 18 again. I was completely immersed in my weekend of reunion, where I lived those 48 hours like an 18-year-old. In fact every one regardless of their looks, shapes and sizes which have dramatically changed over the period of 13 years, acted as 18 year olds. It seemed like nothing has changed. The only thing missing was the good old streets, cafe and hang out joints of Bangalore. From the time I stepped into the H2O resort, I don’t remember sitting idle, the dose of fun and excitement was so much that I couldn’t sleep the second night. We talked about the times when we friends used to hardly talk to each other, to times when we looked out for chances to go for long bike rides and gather along. This is what I enjoyed most after 13 years, bike rides with friends. There were talks of life, laughter, relationships then, teenage crush, girl friends and boy friends, some serious affairs,etc. We all laughed about whom we dated. Some relationships that now we hardly remember, in those days used to so important for some. Many of them could hold on to their relationships, while the rest moved on.
We laughed until we cried, and then we cried for each other. It was all about the things I miss most from college days, a constant interaction and bonding with my friends and peers. It is a roving support group that fosters a constant conversation, good, bad or other. At 18 you really could talk your problems out with your friends. People took out their collection of old pictures from their smart phones to reminisce the good old days right from the day of fresher party to the farewell party. It was a different feeling to look at our old selves, the spirits within each of us are still the same but for the appearance. From thin to fat, or fat to thin, from luscious locks to baldness, from meets in cafes and dhabas to exotic resorts now. Life has changed and so have we, the person within us is still the same as we happen to be 13 years back.
My friends living in India had 2 to 3 reunions prior to this. For me this was the first time and I am so glad that I made the trip. I thought I’ll be able to keep in touch with my friends through Facebook and whats app alone, but seeing people in person is a much more valuable experience, which i have realized now after this reunion. No matter school or college days, whichever is your thing, I would strongly recommend and encourage everyone to try to make it back to at least one of such reunion. You really cannot judge people completely for the way they acted when they were 18 years of age.
Living old memories in those two to three days and with endless chatting over some delicious Goan delicacies, awesome seafood to some amazing vegan dishes, to sum it up ” Living friendship and food to our hearts content”.
Now as related to food memories of this entire trip my vote goes for this simple authentic dish, the CLASSIC GOAN FISH CURRY and rice. Moreover this is a recipe which is made without using a drop of oil.. yay! Very simple and rich in flavor, a must try I would say.
6-8 mackerel fish cleaned and cut into two
3-4 green chillies
1 medium onion, roughly sliced
1 cup fresh coconut milk
1 tbsp coriander seeds
1 tsp cumin seeds
2-3 cloves garlic
4-6 dried red chillies or peppers
1 tsp peppercorns
1 inch ginger roughly chopped
1 tsp turmeric powder
1 tbsp tamarind pulp
2-3 cups warm water
- Marinte the fish with salt, lemon juice and 1 tsp of red chili powder
- In a grinder combine all the ingredients except for coconut milk, tamarind pulp and water. Add salt according to taste and 1/3 cup fresh grated coconut for that extra flavor and blend it into a fine paste. Add little water if required .
- In a deep bottom wide sauce pan pour this paste, add the required water and salt and cook for about 20- 30 minutes on a low to medium heat.
- Once the curry get its texture, give a nice stir add in the coconut milk, tamarind and the marinated fish.
- Cover it and let it boil for another 10 mins. Once the sauce is properly cooked and reduced, turn off the heat and garnish with some fresh coriander leaves.
This curry goes perfect with a hot bowl of steamed rice.