Ride to Tarkarli

The day dawns early and the night never ends
We carry right on through curves and bends
Odes to bum(p)s and funny signals and signs
Never ending talks with beer, rum and wines
Sitting at the beach, gazing into forever
Lying on the sand dreaming of after ever
Fighting the waves, clamouring over rocks
Who cares about sweaty jackets and stinky socks
Where is my helmet? Saw my guards?
Uncaring we are not though we ride hard
Banana boats and bumper screams
Modaks relished sweeter than cream
Wishing for a dolphin, sighting shooting stars
Laughter shared over cakes, smiles never far
Zooming past fields, taking in sights
Witty conversations, silly fights
New friendships forged, old moments relived
Trust and love in camaraderie believed
We still have memories to make and thoughts to tend
Coz we are the Musafirs and our journey never ends...