Thursday, February 3, 2011

The Banana Ride


Pre-Script(No idea if thats actually a word) : DO NOT IN ANY CONDITION CURSE ME AFTER READING THIS. I have intentionally gone into philosophical stuff knowing full consequences and damage it can effect to the perception you guys have about my posts. But this was one of the most memorable events of my life, however frightening it may be and thought it must be shared.

So I am on the way to Goa along with 14 of my friends and 3 already there in Goa, waiting for us to be there. Now, there is a lot of stuff along the journey that happened which I can tell, fun stuff and mostly others which I should not just to keep the 'decorum' in place of this post. So, lets just say we skip to the main stuff.

So, Goa, Calangute Beach, Water sports. I haven't said much but those words must have set up the premise very nicely I suppose. I have never been to Goa before. In fact, I had not been to a beach before if I had not gone to Kashid just a couple of months back. And this was the first time I was going out of Maharashtra, as duly pointed out by a friend of mine just before I went to Goa. (I haven't traveled much.... huh...apart from the to and fro journeys from Pune to Amravati, there's hardly been any travelling...enough stuff to think about already, lets get back to the story). I was having enough fun on the beach already ( ;) ) when a friend suggested water-sports. I thought what the heck. Abhi aye hai to itna to karna hi padega. But no one told me what I was signing up for. I mean, not that I was thinking water sport on the beach would entitle me sitting in bath tub but this was pretty brutal.

First came the bike ride. Not a cake walk but come to think of what happened afterwards, it seems now like one. Then was Bump ride. This was amazing, I kept shouting loud through out the whole ride and enjoyed it a lot. Felt it was a bit scary at first but once it started, didnt feel like that at all. And then came the moment which could prove what Rani Mukherjee says in No one killed Jessica to a man in the flight. Dont mind thinking which dialogue that is if you cant remember as I am exagerrating anyways.



We were returning from a bump ride and saw guys getting on the banana (quite weird to say that actually), getting on the banana ride sounds better. So as soon as we get back we had to get ready for the banana ride. And to make matters worse, only one seat is left for me, the one at THE front. No going back from here I thought to myself. First kya last kya sab same hi hai. No idea how the guys at the back felt, theres only one to find that out and I am not very enthusiastic about it. So, it starts and I am watching it from the front seat, with no clue what-so-ever about whats going to happen. But I didnt had to wait for long.

The boat thats dragging the banana ride into the sea suddenly takes a sharp turn and we all fall down, holding on tightly to the handle on the ride which makes it even difficult to get above water as theres this whole banana ride pushing you down. Then comes the helper guy to tilt the ride back in position so that they can make us fall down again (that too 3 more times). And then he starts pulling people up on that ride again ( I wonder where the hell he was when Jack was drowning in Titanic). This happens another three times as I mentioned and I am deliberately skipping the part where I was shouting at those guys that it was enough and I will go back to the beach in a boat and not on that stupid banana.

Reason for writing this post is not to frighten you about banana ride, although I would say its something to be frightened about ( :P). But when I look back to this incident, I can see how it relates to life and so much can be learnt from it. I know its an unusual metaphor for life but thats the best I can do for now so suffer.

Life is like this banana ride, so many ups and downs, you never know whats gonna come and hit you in the face. You will never be ready to take it on but you willingly or unwillingly have to get back on it and start your journey again just to fall down again not to mention keep fighting again and again. The most important part of this is that you will have people around you to help. When I fell down from that ride, my FRIENDS were around me, fighting to stay up and helping me to do the same. These FRIENDS will be there for you for what may come and help you fight for yourself because thats what FRIENDS do. Imagine you being alone on that ride and you fell down and no one to pick you up. Not a comforting thought at all is it? Same goes for life, theres no point in living life without FRIENDS and FAMILY.

And finally you have to learn to fall down, make mistakes because that gives you the most important thing in life. Experience, of knowing whats wrong and whats right. Learning who are your Friends and how to be there for them just as they are there for you. To finish this one I would like to quote one of the best movie dialogues I have ever heard- "Why do we fall?? So that we might learn to pick ourselves up"....