Recently back from a trip to Kerela- a place that even d word ‘beautiful’ cannot describe… its beyond the words beautiful, magnificent, mind boggling or awe-struck! i have never seen green (of all shades ‘green’ that human cant create) blankets that smell tea gardens and look like a cashmere stole over a pretty woman laying on bed under the sky from one of our mythological stories.
but what really depresses me about this indian state is its plight as of now… its going thru its own depression time. Raja Ravi Verma paintings and air conditioned houseboats to padmanabhaswamy temple and kathakali dances; the culture is rich yet suffering.
literacy level is high but with literacy comes the ‘raavan’ knowledge too…
Kerela is a victim of global warming. The beaches are being eaten away by sea and the trees are being eaten away by humans. My driver Saijin was telling us how he as a kid used to participate in beach bike races in class 10. But now there is no beach even for a silent walk in d moonlight. Once god’s own country is being engulfed by saline water… The sea level is increasing day n night and has taken under its periphery- the beach which made the coastal farms the new beach line and the farming to drown. Youngsters in their mid 20s remember making sand castles on the beach. And now there is no sand, no castle, no fun , no fresh water… Only salty sea Ànd its waves with memories sparkling in d eyes. We constantly complained of heat n weather, he said its because the govt took away all trees. They get money and we lose our trees. SincÉ the last 2 years kerela hasn’t seen proper winter as we call it here in Gujarat. 3 years back kerela saw its last prospering winter. There is chill in d early morning but through out d day its hot n humid and tourists soak in perspiration. Trees are rooted from the land and that land is sold away to construction houses n builders to build flats, villas and hotels. more tourism ehh?? As a result winds are blocked. Global warming increases and kerela suffers. period!!
My first day in kochi n I pity this place. Its hot. Its surrounded by advts hoardings and hotels fight to stand up in the tinyest nook n corner of the city. Oh yes! There are pretty waterfalls on my way and they look all so pretty. Looking upon a scenic beauty it gives coolness to your eyes. Pleasant is the weather around by sunset but what stoops your heart is the size and width of the fall. Its not d same huge falls under which mandakini and zeenat bathed. Its not d same pool where saira sung a song and shammi eve peeped in rajkumar.
but what can i do ?? except make sure i dont litter around and buy none of the wooden goods… even if they all look so pretty, it gives my heart a feel of guilt i cannot combat. hence, no wooden article shopping and a mention of what Kerela is going thru in my blogs is what i settled for.
so far, my kerela trip has been the best holiday in India… have so many other anecdotes and adventures to share with you, stay around to read more on kerela and its magnificence.
An ex-RJ... my life has taken lots of turns since i started blogging. from being single to a married status and the journey from the radio studio to my kitchen :) moving into another city and sharing life with new family. this is my personal blog abt my life and its happenings.