In the blink of an eye, the alleys between our hotel and the market became our friends and the scooter knew every route we wanted to take.
Since the evening was a tempting time, I offered my mischievous love a ride again through the streets, decorated with bright lights, and she agreed, kissing me sweetly on the neck.
There was a golgappa (a type of Indian fast food) kiosk some distance from the hotel, and I stopped the scooter there and ordered the boy to make a plate of golgappa.
My love watched the dish that he cooked so masterly because it was new to her.
The boy looked like he was 16-17 years old. He told me that he has been doing street food since childhood to feed his family and this is their only livelihood.
While I was telling my girl the recipe for this dish, during this time our order was ready for use.
I put one small spoonful of Golgappa in her mouth, full of different delicacies, and after she tasted it, she said that it was very tasty and unusual.
She also fell in love with Golgappa, as I did. All Indian food was new to her and I wanted her to try every possible food.
After Golgappa we went further along the bright lights of this wonderful town. After a while, we stopped near a new restaurant for us and decided to dine here.
And again, new Indian recipes surprised and delighted my beloved, which I was undoubtedly glad about. While we were having dinner, cows passed by the restaurant along the road.
These are sacred animals for us, and it is a good deed to feed them, which I gladly did by giving our Chapatis.
This warm evening generously gave us its magical energy, and we wanted to race on the scooter on the roads again and again, stopping only to admire the beautiful views.
We were happy again and again, we were drowning in our feelings, and our love for each other grew stronger every second, expanding our inner world and giving birth to our secret little family. ......
Every moment I spent with my sweet girlfriend increased my love for her. I really wanted to grant his wish before it touched his lips.
His eyes were like a sea of dreams that I was filled with. On this beautiful evening, after completing another trip to romantic Goa, the most beautiful and magical in the world, we reached our hotel, sitting on a scooter, enjoying the cool breeze at a moderate speed.
Having parked the scooter in the parking lot, we entered the hotel grounds holding hands. We were met by the watchman at the gate, a simple but cheerful young man.
I met him and we became friends. He felt a little strange seeing my love with me, but he soon realized that we had the most serious relationship.
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