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My memories of Kerala begin with a (train) journey to Goa from Ernakulam. I was hardly three, and you know how much geography mattered to one in that age. What I still remember is a huge ring of yellow light with its rays scattered over the silvery rails coming towards me in the darkness. We (my dad, who was with the Indian Navy, and mom) got into the train. The days in Goa were memorable. I sensed a spectacular setting around me: The sea, abandoned aircrafts, stray dogs, cattle, prawns and ice creams with the colour of the setting sun. But the days didn’t last, we had to return to Kerala after a year. Though Goa evoked in me a sense of feeling about the place I live in, Kerala taught me the basic principles of life. Memories are always interconnected. So do my Goa and Kerala. I was born and raised in Attingal, a sleepy town 33 km from Thiruvananthapuram. As a child, I liked the place. But once I grew up, I began searching for bigger canvases. I joined University College, one of the mo

Sorry, I couldn't update my blog for seven months. I was regularly writing, especially for the last two months. But somehow blogging didn't take place. All these months, I barely used my keyboard for writing, instead I used my fountain pens. I always loved writing with pens filled with different colours of inks. Violet, Turkish blue, black etc. I will be posting from tomorrow onwards.... cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeers