Welcome To The Land Of Mohanlal

what should have been a 2.30 hours journey stretched to four hours due to the stubborn traffic on the narrow two-sided highway that welcomes us into Kerala. But the route is dotted with bridges that take us over rivers that are lined with coconut trees that reflect a thousand shade of green with the setting sun. Kerala has begun. The Tamil Nadu dust has been left behind.

Getting An Intro To Kerala At The Padmanabhapuram Palace

Today Pabla and I leave for Thiruvananthapuram; entering Kerala at its southernmost tip. But first we halt at Padmanabhapuram Palace – the architectural miracle from where the Tranvancore dynasty ruled for 65 years. But none of this before I stroll down the street at 8 a.m. to take a walk across the rock studded Muttom…

Nostalgic Lake, Ocean Fury And A Hill Top Temple

We went wherever Anbu could muster from his memory. After Vattakotai Fort, we found ourselves halting to a stop beside the Rayanthiri Lake. Sun light streaming in through coconut tree leaves on a fairly shaded road in Thamaraikulam, an occasional cycle or car passing us by, we pull to a stop by the side of…

Horsing Around Vattakottai Fort

Kanyakumari passed by in a blur; a sort of introduction to the Indian west coast terrain. I spent a lot of time gawking at the ocean, at the massive skies and clicking pictures of coconut trees. The culture shock is immense. It challenged at least 4 of my 5 senses. Today, Pabla and I leave,…

“Trust Me, Don’t Trust Anyone Else”- Said Everyone I Met In Tamil Nadu

Tamils take their rules seriously. They don’t understand different kind of travel, won’t rent to solo travelers, won’t encourage walking around in places you are ‘not supposed’ to be in because tourism can only be availed at select destinations. Every one here constantly reminds me that it’s not safe (especially for women) but everyone I meet…

Mastering Sign Language In Kanyakumari

The mornings are busy in Kanyakumari. There are artis and wedding processions. There’s constant inflow of music and I’m almost glad that the window is soundproof. But later it quiets down. This is a city of early risers and the sunrise is an important event. The dried up hero of a butler at Balaji Lodge…

Kanyakumari Is A Celebration

The south couldn’t care less whether you feel comfortable or not, whether they fit your standards of travel or not – here you fit in. You adjust.