However my thirst to explore a few places continued. While
others had their tickets booked back home, I decided to travel to Fort Cochin,
perks of not planning . Well the thought that drove me was ‘ How can one come
to Kerela and not see the backwaters !’ . So I took a train from Trivandrum to
Ernakulum and then and auto to Fort Cochin to I one’s home stay. I had my stay
all sorted ,thanks to my batch mate at film school.
As soon as I reach the homestay I was hit by a disappointing
news that there isn’t any backwater trip the following day . I had only one day
at hand. What to do?? Looking at my keenness , after a while the owner managed
to contact one tour group and got me a booking . The next day I was ready at 8
am to be picked up . We sat in a mini bus with an Australian family and two
boys from UK and began my voyage to the back waters in Viakom, Kottayam
district of Kerela.
Beautiful as imagined, I couldn’t resist the tempting
scenery and started capturing everything onto my camera. On route we visited
the Lime powder factory and the rope factory , bought some home made taprioca
chips.
And once again had the local thali , after which we shifted into a smaller open boat
and went deeper into the narrow streams of the backwaters . The visual treat
was the blue Kingfisher which I saw for the first time.
Very tired, yet fulfilled, I returned to my room and after a
good nap I went to one of the best ‘tourist’ restaurant in fort cochin – The
fusion bay . Never imagined that I would travel alone and meet some interesting
people. However after scanning through
the menu I ordered Prawns molly and Appam. While I waited for my dinner to come
I began conversing with a lady , Serah from New York who had come to visit the
child she sponsored from Munnar . What interested me was , she worked in her
family run business . A chocolate shop ! and she started sharing with me her
experiences with chocolate lovers. We talked for two hours and as she left
another gentleman walked in and sat on the adjacent table. I was finishing my
dinner when I heard a voice “Are you
from Mumbai? “ . It was the same gentleman who had just entered. From there I
began a new conversation with Robin a drummer by profession . He was in India
to teach drumming in a music school in Mumbai .So the topics traversed from
Chocolates to Music. Robin was from Amsterdam and starting teaching drumming
from the age of 17 . Also I learnt tat abroad boys and girls prefer moving out
(staying away from their parents) at quite an early age. Something that was
hard for me to fathom .But as he went into details I realized how differently
people perceive life and their relationships .Interesting isn’t it?
Ponmudi Hills |
Viakom Backwaters |