Monday, July 14, 2003
Here are my memories of Kerala...
Green (yes, again).
A rich history.
Call me a duh, but I forgot to carry my camera on the trip. As a result, all I have is memories in my mind. Memories of the different shades of green grassy lands, memories of clean roads and houses, memories of carefree people, memories of a rainy holiday, memories of long drives and most importantly, memories of that sunset at Kovalam.
For all of you that have a picture in your mind, erase it. I don't think it would be as beautiful as it was. The beach is set in a small cove which is protected on either sides by rocky instrusions into the sea. As you sit on the rocks, the green of the numerous palm trees, invading the coastline, astonishes you.
The sun, as it sets, throws up myriad colours, each a different shade of red, with tinges of blue and purple. It was as if a painter had made violent strokes across the placid skyline, with his palette of colours.
The spray of the waves battering the rocks adds that additional charm to the look. The sand has a blackish tinge to it, since it contains mineral deposits. As it gets dark, all you can see along the coastline is the solitary light of the fisherman in the sea. The air is pure, the place is gentle. I'm going there again. If you need to know about hotel rentals there, ask me!
I'm out of touch with the world now, so till later!
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