Goa trip

We started this adventure which turned into an extreme journey,
But our luck's are so bad, that's we prayed to different Gods with no mercy.
But we kept going and explored so many beaches even when we didn't want,
That our beach quota is so full that when we hear beach* they start us to haunt.
The split of groups, the division of thought,
The ambition to maintain a budget with bullets, activa, and car in hot,
The if and buts, the fights in between,
3x2 is Aditya and chinu is mean,
Anubhav flirting all around, chaos extreme,
Me losing patience, Wtf has this been?
Yash not being in his own bachelor, I don't know if it's funny or sad,
Ritika taught me about elegant pictures which she had,
Lucky went angry as she wanted to visit other places,
Mutual decision was dangerous and we saw a lot of different faces,
Mama was right, we should have traveled solo,
Can't say about Vrinda, felt like sath rolo,
Leaving the facade we did, the casino night was something we spent together,
Few memories are too good which will be kept forever.

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