Kerala

I have never known how it is to feel to go back home. Though I travel every year home to my native place kerala I was always in the flow .Never missing anything .Happy to be here or there. Maybe i never felt away from home.

Cannot pin point what was so different this time. I felt like i was going back to my home after a long time. Going back to where i belonged.Every twist of green made me so happy. And my god how many shades of green!!. Sitting in the car i watched the people go by busy with their daily routines. simple,dark, colourfully dressed people.ladies not heavily ducked in make ups, kids busy to catch their bus, everyone on the move like busy ants. I noticed that every where it was full of life. from the various tiny creatures whose names i don't know to the old grandmother were bursting with life doing one thing or another. First time i realised how beautiful my people were.adorned in simplicity and innocence. I recollected the Malayalam poems i have studied, the beauty the poets have described. I understood what it was all about. I have travelled a bit and seen few countries. But it was with kerala that I fell in love. Though i always liked my place it was now i realised how much i am in love.

The smell of jasmine, the sound of parrots, the sky with so many clouds, the unexpected rain, the bright cheerful sun, the trees swaying slightly, the freshness of coconut water, the sweetness of jack fruit, the innumerable tiny insects, the butterflies, the music filled in air from FM,the swing mother made for us, the leaves on the floor, the thulasi, the black beautiful crow, the different types of sand, the red mud, the paintings of rain.........