We met Sheen at around 10.30 am. The hills were shrouded in mist adding a certain charm to the mystery and allure of Attapadi. A pall of gloom descended on the town as we made our way to a tiny tea stall run by a mother-daughter duo. After a heavy breakfast of crispy appams and […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 28 (Part 1)"
The next day, we woke up to the sound of scores of children singing the national anthem outside our window. It was only then we realised that our guest house shared a wall with a high school. The kids dispersed from the grounds and soon the classes began. Amidst blaring horns, we could hear teachers struggling with […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 18"
The forests glistened the dimmest shade of green. A swirl of dense-mist rose through sun-spangled woods, as the heavens rumbled all morning. In the stillness of the jungle, creaked a several trunks brittle and desolate from battling the storm. A faint drizzle hung in the air as streaks of white clouds cut across ashen grey […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 16"
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)"
After a long drive through lush green fields, we took a walk around Bodi town in the afternoon. The relentless onslaught of Tamil Nadu heat scorched the earth as tall lifeless shrubs withered to the ground. The town wore a forlorn look. Sprigs of wilting foliage adorned the parched landscape, as we walked towards the […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 11"
A misty dawn crept over the sleepy town of Bodinayakanur. Light rose above the hills and the frigid winds were soon replaced by crisp morning air. Thin plumes of white smoke unfurled in the sky as women drew rotational symmetric patterns of Kolam outside their homes with rice flour. Soon, blaring horns broke the serenity […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 10"
“I don’t know what it feels like to be happy; I’ve never had happiness. My husband left us when Mari was just six. Every day I go to the cardamom fields and Mari goes to the garage. That is our routine and may be it will remain the same till we die,” said Kanmani in […]Read more "Rest Of My Family Travel Diary: Day 9 (Final Part)"