
You book the Bollywood Masala Cruise thinking it’s a vacation.
A little music.
A little sea.
A little break.
No one warns you that it might also fix parts of you that you weren’t planning to address.
You tell yourself you’ve outgrown Bollywood music.
Then “Tum Hi Ho” or “Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani” plays on deck…
…and suddenly you know all the lyrics.
Somewhere between the chorus and the claps, something softens.
Turns out, nostalgia is therapy — but with better beats.
You hesitate at first.
“What will people think?”
Then you notice:
Everyone is already sweating.
Everyone is already off-beat.
Everyone is already happy.
So you stop overthinking and start moving.
And just like that, you remember what freedom feels like.
You didn’t plan on having deep thoughts.
But the ocean has a way of pulling them out of you.
You stand there, quiet, watching waves do their thing — and somehow your problems feel… smaller.
Not gone.
Just manageable.
Calories?
Macros?
Portion control?
Not today.
On the BMC, you eat because it tastes good.
You go back for seconds because life is short.
And you realise how rare guilt-free indulgence has become.
No bios.
No LinkedIn.
No “what do you do?”
Just shared tables, dance circles, and “bhai ek photo le na.”
Strangers become familiar fast when joy is the common language.
Back home, mornings are alarms and deadlines.
Here, they’re sunrise and silence.
You wake up earlier than usual, not because you have to — but because you don’t want to miss it.
And for once, waking up feels gentle.
You return home with:
📸 Photos
🎶 New playlists
😄 Inside jokes
💭 And a lighter heart
Not because the cruise tried to change you —
but because it gave you space to be human again.
The Bollywood Masala Cruise doesn’t promise transformation.
It just creates the right conditions for it to happen naturally.
And honestly?
That’s the best kind.



