India is one of those places where faces are everywhere. It’s the ultimate sensory surround reality. A cacophony of chaotic imagery overlaying an ordered society, a Nation and people that offers up a soft landing and warm welcome, for those who can withstand its initial onslaught.
Arriving in a quiet village after surrendering your soul and sanity to her mega cities is deliciously decadent. It’s a respite that millions of Indian Nationals, those who can afford such a treat, eagerly travel to for their annual break.
Benaulim was originally a small fishing village, where traditional fishing boats still ply their daily early morning trade. Located along the scenic South Goa coastline it’s become more known as an idyllic beach destination. Legend has it that Lord Parashurama, an incarnation of Lord Vishnu, shot an arrow from the Sahyadri mountains in adjacent Konkan; the arrow (Baan in Sanskrit) landed at the site of this present-day town. Thus it was known as Banahalli or Banavalli (the village of the arrow) before the advent of the Portuguese. It is a town of immense natural beauty.
We arrived in Benaulim in 2005 and decided to stay for a while. One and a half years later we left, after residing in a small slice of paradise. Download the link for full story........