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Calm in the air ends with Periyar
Calm in the air | Calm in the air, Kochi and Silent Valley | Calm in the air, Silent Valley and Alapuzzha | Calm in the air, Lake Vembanad
Bengalis, as everyone knows, are notoriously bad at other Indian languages, specially if they’ve grown up in Bengal, and my uncle is no different. And faced with Malayalam, he devised his own version:

Anyway, from Kottyam we went on to Periyar Forest Reserve. The road was beautiful – bordered with tea gardens and rubber plantations – and the aroma of spices greeted us the closer we got to the forest





I was drawing more nature on this trip than humans and the brown boy objected. “What’s the point of drawing nature? You can’t even do justice to it! I hereby direct you to draw only people.” So I tried, somewhat, on the last day.

And of course, the best part of every holiday is when you’re recounting the stories to your friends – just like I’m telling you now.
Calm in the air, part 4, Lake Vembanad
Calm in the air | Calm in the air, Kochi and Silent Valley | Calm in the air, Silent Valley and Alapuzzha
We took a local ferry from Aleppy to Kottayam, on Lake Vembanad. It was absolutely breathtaking.

The ferry would stop at these villages, every few minutes or so – just like bus stops – and people would get on and off. To tourists like me who’d never been to Kerala it was really new.

We passed hundreds of houseboats, and here is Anirudh telling us to read an article about Kerala later on –

And there were tons of birds – and I kept drawing and drawing trying to capture their motion

And amid all this beauty, someone was snoozing away

Calm in the air, part 3, Silent Valley and Alapuzzha
Part 2, Kochi and Silent Valley
So, on to part 3 of the now-long forgotten Kerala holiday.
We didn’t do much more in Silent valley, except go on a safari. Here’s a place which reminded me of Spirited Away.
We also saw a couple of animals (I drew these from memory, so they may not be true to life).
Then we went on to Alaphuzzha, or Aleppy as it was called in English, a few hours away by car. It was all about the backwaters, tapioca chips and coconuts.
Yes, the retreating monsoons, my sketchbook. Happy Kerala-ing.
Part4 tomorrow.
Sketching in the sun
Last month we went on a little holiday to Goa. First we visited Marvin & Ellie in their beautiful home in Panjim.



We then went south to Palolem to meet up with some other friends.

On the Metro, hairdos and some
Most of the women that I see on the metro have long hair, but these ladies really stood out.
Sometimes there are women who spend their commute doing something else other than on the phone. Here’s a girl who was reading a religious text and chanting throughout her journey.
This girl spent the journey staring at her reflection on the window behind me. I forgave her, she had just lost a gold ring.










































