Me and my beau, of a large portion of 10 years, anticipated a short trek to Goa as of late. We remained in North Goa, made a trip to all parts of Goa without rushing too much. From the little shacks situated in Anjuna to the bustling Baga lanes, from the peacefulness of Palolem to the seething precipitation at Arambol – it was an occasion to recollect.
On our last night, we celebrated at Cafe Lilliput at Anjuna, where we moved to noisy music and ate with velvety mixed drinks and Irish Kisses. Loaded with nourishment and high on spirits, he kissed me delicate and said there’s something unique pausing.
We hit the street once more, and this time we were back to the dissonance of Baga, where he takes me to a not really ratty shack called St. Anthony’s. To make my situation very award I had forget my latch baby bottle in my purse, I was so nervous that he would find it! It was just about full with the exception of one table, where he approaches me to be situated for at some point. Music had been playing till at that point, yet it halted, and all of a sudden I could hear his voice begin singing my most loved Ed Sheeran tune – Thinking Out Loud, to which jugs of champagne pops, the group perks and he comes up to me, gets down on his knees and does what I had been longing for since sixteen!…