Weekend fish-pedition to an historical port.

Most of the weekends are either spend on a trip or back home. This week I stayed back at Kozhikode for no special reasons.

I worked on Saturday and spend most of the Sunday cleaning. Afternoon once all my chores were finished, I thought about visiting some local destinations.

A walk midst the fragrances

Last November's trip to Mumbai was a well-planned one as it was to attend Asha's marriage function. So I had a lot of time to set places to visit on the trip.

When I googled around, I found Dadar flower market. I just felt love at first sight for the place. One of the biggest flower markets is the dream location for a Street Photographer like me.

Few temples and a haunted land - Part two.

The bus journey to Rameshwaram was not tough compared to previous KSRTC ride. The winter air was cool even in the midday. We had our lunch from the bus itself. Lunch comprised of few guava fruits and biscuit we bought from Madurai.

After almost 4 hours we reached Pamban. The ride over the Pamban bridge was really fun. I went to the front of the bus to getter a better view of the bridge and made a few friends there who were fishermen from Dhanushkodi. I Politely rejected the offer to spend the night in their huts as we had other plans.

Few temples and a haunted land - Part One.

Temple Dome has sculptures of gods all over (Left)
Temple has its own cow farm (Right)
An unplanned backpack trip to an offbeat location has been on my wishlist for a long time. Time, situation and willpower where the reasons keeping me back until now.

I went through a list of qualified places for my trip. I had 3 days in hand, as it was a long weekend including Friday January 26 (Republic Day). I wanted to start my traveling spree with a great location which most of my friends haven't visited yet.

To sea and beyond.

At the end of hot summer comes the cool rains bringing beautiful lightning and thunderstorms, quenching the thirst of our lands. The onset of Monsoon changes our landscape dramatically. Vegetations start to flourish and ponds fill with water. Kids get opportunities to fish from the rain drains around the house.

When unity is celebrated.

For some Radhapuram is a hot, dry barren land with fewer vegetation and nothing special. What makes this land peculiar to me is the large array of wind turbines and occasional trees in the vast blank roads. Its just nothingness till the eyes can see, but in the far out we could see silhouettes of hills and mountains. More than this, the hospitality of the people here binds me to this aberrant land.