God's own country-kerala

I was just waiting for the day to dawn, when I took my purse and cameraand headed for my favourite morning walk..

The morning seemed brighter with the genuine smile of the gatekeeper, whom I enthusiastically wished ‘good morning’. Not many people must be doing that I suppose, as he seemed to be really pleased at it. The gentleman sitting on the reception suggested me to move out of the resort, take right and visit a church nearby as it was Sunday. As soon as I stepped on the road outside, I was amazed at the surrounding greenary, consisting mainly of coconut and banana trees. The morning seemed alive with the voice of cuckoos and roosters.

Equally fascinating was the network of small canals originating from the vast Vembanad lake and criss-crossing the small houses of the village. The icing on the cake were ‘canopy-boats’ parked in the canals, as we usually witness the vehicles parked on th roads in cities. All in all Kumarakaon, a small village in Kerala (near cochin) has been aptly called as “ the Venice of East”.

The best thing I noticed were the architecture of Kerala village houses. Almost every house had a small’porche’ outside as small as may be one to two meters. Surrounded with lot of trees , the front of every house was almost hidden with greenary.

 I saw a little girl taking bath in the nearby canal with a small jug(…interesting source of household water). Many houses had a beautiful lamp lit at the entrance, marking the beginning of auspicious mornings. Inspite of being a small village, with so much of greenary, the roads were utterly clean. I could nowhere smell the’dampness’ of stagnant water in the channels , beside the houses. Overall the walk brightened my morning along with giving me a  glimpse into the life of kerala, ‘God’s Own country’.