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Dream which you have always fostered in your mind, when comes true takes you
into the reveres of happiness. The day I stepped into this land, it was
redefinition of the term “BEAUTIFUL”. Yes the very own beautiful state, Gods’
Own Country, KERALA.
Kerala is most stunning place I ever saw. But this state has got colossal unseen exquisiteness that is hardly taken into hassled mind. Each day staying at this place makes a perpetual mark that Kerala has remarkable and enthralling beautiful landscapes.
Through the window of my flight from Chennai as I saw Kerala from above. There was this outstanding GREEN land, uplands and everything covered with beautiful trees. I was dazed to see there is a silent sea shoring at edges of the sandy land, the other side hills with grassy valleys not much I could see any skyscraper or smoky industries polluting atmosphere.
Ever since I landed on this land, some fantasy of reconnoitering the very own atom of magnificence had enchanted me. More I came into the atmosphere, it gave a quintessence of purity and gratification. There were a numerous diversity to get into the grandeur of the city, Trivandrum. Although, it’s too little for words to be described about this state, but the soul would wrench if not shared the daintiness.
Even the days I toured in and around the city, it always fashioned another façade in me as if I exist stress-free and dynamic. As always charmed to see backwaters, Akkulam Lake is one of those minor backwaters I came across in the city suburbs. The landscape surrounded can only be visualized. Covered with copious calm coconut forest and surrounded by abundant vegetation, this lake was as if spoke a poem of its own. Had I been a poet, could have pen down the simplicity par excellence.
I could pick up few such exotic places in and around Trivandrum that had left deep impacts over mind. Sometimes these memories give me a beautiful feeling of “Yes! I loved this paradise once and ever”.
My remarkable journey took me to a coastline famously known as Kovalam Beach. Although too less I heard of it before, but believe me it was place beyond my imagination. Where the beaches at Bay of Bengal was hemmed in with dry cone trees, and sand, this beach was bordered with huge piles of rock that projected into the sea and the surrounding coconut trees. It was loud ramming with rocks. The view of the light house on that top of a stiff rock hill was quite scenic. This was the first and the last place I visited with my parents. So reasonably an overwhelming situation that said me, “there by you are on your own to discover more”! Somewhat a mixture of heart’s lament and a zeal was being born.
The next destination took me to Lord’s Abode. It always made me a corresponding stay in own motherland. Trivandrum made me remember Puri, Our Much-loved lord Jagannath by the Bay of Bengal coastline. It was the shrine of Lord Padmanabhaswamy. The golden embellishment with the holiness that existed. The pureness of the atmosphere was spiritual and entrancing. The snake-like queue was worth a wait to see the giant golden deity in that golden Scant-Sanctorum. The arena and sanctity of the place was more engraving into the soul, with the exquisite architecture that gave a unique and splendid experience of life time.Such weekends was heartwarming while appreciating in different bits of Trivandrum. The Napier Museum was one stop where one side, one could see the earliest history of this southern India and the links with far –off land people who visited our lands in those earliest times. And on the other side, one can also see the richness Kerala in ornamented of. The architecture and the culture illustrated was equally impacting that how bourgeoning the state was and is keeping it safe with skimp of growing modernism. Natural zoo adjacent to the museum, is a wonderful place to enjoy with own people, seeing more of the natural dwellings of the animals kept in.
The city was constantly covered by clouds and moist. But that gave the most riveting backdrops. I remember this instance which I would love to share was that twilight moment at the roof top of my apartment. The atmosphere was reasonably chilly in damp mid-June. That weekend was actually my parting weekend in Trivandrum, which I still yearningly remember. I spent roughly two hours with an umbrella and a song –“Boondein se Baatein”. Although the vision of roads and community hubbub was near to zero for darkness, yet I felt the relaxing rain which was inundating my soul with harmony, and with that the deafening engines of flights which would take people to far-off lands that added an unusual exhilaration to meet the dear ones. The view of large motorized birds amongst the occasional soaring foliage was equally remarkable. The flights taking off in the shower and yellow flood lights was a mixed bonanza of science and nature. This friendliness was exceptional.
Every weekend in Trivandrum précised own story of thriving in moments of contentment, melancholy, seclusion and also togetherness. The more you see here, is what you feel you saw less. Trivandrum stay would be one such episode in my life, which will remain like a fresh foliage bracing it distinctiveness every day.
Every time I came out of the room in the abridged occupancy, what I saw, was a beautiful plenteousness. Never imagined Mother Nature is so bequeathed in such greenly city of Trivandrum. The more I found this place is less I could pen down my thoughts into it. Trivandrum itself had a lot to say. It left me speechless, captivated at each look. From the celestial presence and golden embellishment in Lord Padmanabhaswamy Temple to the exotic beaches of Kovalam. Although my stay was short in Trivandrum with no scope of visiting much places. Yet the city itself told me the splendor with Napier museum and Natural Zoo... Everything spoke of its own story. All that I am left with is one word – “DEIFIC”!
