Margoa, Friday, Aug 25, 2017, 19.10 IST: It was turning dark. She was holding onto him so tight that he was worried she might’ve caught a cold. He was sure he felt her shiver a few times. They had to keep stopping their scooter every time there was a downpour and that just delayed their journey further. The rain was also unforgiving, it had them drenched to the bone.
He had handed over his phone to her so she could keep track of the route. But she kept missing the turns. He was unnerved at first, then a little irritated but attributed her lack of focus to an impending fever.
He wanted to reach their home-stay before nightfall. It’s funny how he had always found the poor street lighting in Goa very charming until that very moment. And that is why he traveled alone, he thought to himself.