Part 54. Memories of Meeting Russian tourists

 

I still suffered from separation from my girlfriend, not noticing anything around. My inflamed heart pounded heavily in my chest, urging me to return, but, overcoming this voluptuous desire, I bought a return ticket for the train that was supposed to take me home. 

From the moment we broke up, our communication in the messenger resumed, from which it all started a few months ago. She returned to our hotel restaurant, sat down at a round table surrounded by bushes strewn with pink flowers, and took a selfie photo in which she smiled her sweet smile to support me and show that she was perfectly fine and holding up, not looking at loneliness! 

My heart calmed down a bit and I asked her what she wants to do next? “I don’t want to go back to our room without you, my dear,” she replied, “so I’ll go to our mutual friends and spend the rest of the time with them!”

 ... A few days earlier we met two tourists from Russia who were neighbors of our old hotel room where we spent our first and unforgettable night together. 

This acquaintance happened unplanned because I decided on a long trip to the depths of Goa to show my beloved girl the places where not a single tourist has set foot, but for this trip, I suggested taking fellow travelers to create a fun company.

 One evening we knocked on the door of our neighbors and a young brunette with curly hair opened the door with a glass of champagne in her hand. She was surprised at our appearance, opening her eyes wide, but when she heard the Russian greeting of my beloved, she smiled broadly and came out to us in a small hall, where there was a low table and several armchairs for relaxing. 

The three of us settled down opposite each other, and a minute later a second blonde, the cousin of our interlocutor, joined us. We greeted each other. The first girl's name was Dina, and the cousin's name was Tatyana.

 Both of them did not expect sudden guests at all, but they had a lot of fun from drinking alcohol and were even more enlivened by our visit.NEXT PART

Part 53. Happy Moment Memories

 

There was only one difference between raindrops and tears from my eyes: today the rain gave other people happy moments, and my tears brought me grief from separation from my love. 

When I opened my eyes after remembering our love moments, I was already at the bus station, from where I needed to take another bus to the train station. With a heavy heart, I got on the bus going to the station with my luggage, and again began to move further and further away from my beloved girl. 

I plunged into myself, remembering the wonderful moments spent with my love. My soul tore, and in my heart an uncontrollable storm was born, which, with the memory of my love, took away my tears. 

Sitting on the bus, I once again immersed myself in the moments spent in Goa, which soaked my whole being, every cell of my mind. In one of the parts described in my love story, we went together to watch the Hollywood film "Miracle", from which we soon left without finishing it, and my love remembered that she had forgotten her sunglasses in the auditorium on an armchair. 

She asked me to wait for her outside while she returned to the cinema. A few minutes later, she came out excited and began to tell on emotions that at the moment when she approached the place where her glasses lay, the main character of the film, Julia Roberts, uttered the phrase from the screen: “Oh, God! I forgot my glasses! ..to which my girlfriend answered aloud: "I forgot my glasses too, that's why I came back!".

.. We laughed at this joke together, got on a scooter and drove to our hotel. I remember those moments when we filmed a beautiful view of the sea on the camera, walking hand in hand along the coast. 

Then it began to rain, and we hid under a tarp. We were joined a few minutes later by a cute dog who repeatedly came up to me to pet him, as if trying to say that I liked your touch, as if we were very good friends for many years. 

I was so impressed with his behavior that I did not want to part with this wonderful dog. But the rain stopped and he ran away, I went with my girlfriend towards discoveries. Remembering these moments, my bus drove up to the station, and I went out onto the platform with my luggage.NEXT PART