Korlai
Just the two of us that day, On yet another offbeat way The others could not come with us Busy in their weekend rush Some absorbed in their leisure goals Others zealous with their career roles But memories lost, one more dream Un-forded one more sojourn stream Yet, Korlai was a jewel box A beach, a lighthouse, rampart rocks A firangi fortress, whispering tales The familiar breeze of Konkan sails Fishing chawls on the Arabian Sea A blend of Latin, Konkani A scent of Goa, that old world charm Lost in time, in Korlai calm I look back now, at memories gold Tales that can’t be sung or told My friends won’t know their miss that day Nor will they recall their work, or play We seldom stay on the same page long We rarely get to sing the same song But when you do, walk that mile Years later, you will always smile… 2 nd January, 2026 Perched quietly on the Konkan coast near the mouth of the Kundalika River, Korlai For...
