We took a detour from the main road. Muddy trails gradually led to the Moopan’s doorstep. Well-trimmed hedges adorned his courtyard as the winds sighed a soothing lull. Somewhere in the fading dusk, amidst valleys bathed in a rose-hued gleam, a cluster of garden bowers breathed its last… A middle-aged man with jet-black hair and […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 27 (Final Part)"
“The teaching profession is grossly undervalued today. Personally, I feel that only people with heightened spiritual awareness should be allowed to teach; those who have absolute clarity on what they wish to do with their life. That way, we get teachers who are completely dedicated to their profession. There are 189 primary schools in all […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 26 (Final Part)"
The lorry screeched to a halt. We saw the driver and conductor run towards us. They were yelling at each other in Tamil. Fayez slammed the accelerator to the floor hoping that the jeep would shoot forward. Unfortunately, we steered ourselves deep into the muddy patch of the verge that resulted in the vehicle tilting […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 20 (Part 1)"
Today, we decided to go back to the forests. We wanted to meet Thangappan’s family. When we crossed Kurangini Village, we met a tribal man who was on his way to lower Muthuvakodi. He decided to hitch a ride with us. As we drove through the hills, the familiar sight of the canopied forests welcomed […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 15"
Trekking into the forest for the past few days had exhausted us and we wanted to take it easy today. After a quick brunch, we drove around town for a while. The jeep was giving us some trouble so we headed to the workshop in the afternoon. Khaja had just stepped out a few minutes […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 14"
We sat beside Thangappan and his son till the sun went down. Pointing at a dilapidated structure beside his house, he spoke to his son in hushed tones. Dried silk cotton pods adorned the porch of the hut; its doors slightly disjointed at its hinges. Thangappan’s son whispered in his ears and left towards the […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 13 (Final Part)"
We spent the morning cleaning the house, clearing pathways and packing everything we required to head back to town. At around 3 pm, we took the narrow trail leading to Thangappan’s house. A deep hush fell over the sylvan thickness just as the woods echoed the music of roaring thickets in a distance. As wild […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 13 (part 1)"