We hogged at a small cafe and then we had a post-breakfast meal right after we finished the breakfast. We were charged up again. We went back to the room, we packed our stuff and left for a trek back to Kodaikanal. That entire walk was so pleasant to the soul. It was so quiet that I could hear myself breathing, and feel it healing me.
I wrote this note right after this trip ended…
We live in a beautiful world. To begin with, my heart is strung, my tongue is tied and my soul awed. Pardon me for jumping from one thing to another.
Drastic differences and diversities but so peaceful as we greet each other with hey’s and hello’s as we pass by, as if we have been neighbours for years. After every two minutes, a knock, to ask, to greet, to enter, to invite and just to chat, to play or to smoke some. This trip has taught me life changing lessons so quietly that I’m not sure what I am taking from here but I am quite sure, I have left a part of me there behind. Colourful walls and the travellers who painted a piece of heart on it, a simple yellow ashtray and the fire place, the view outside the door and the silence of the breath like never before and always more: I am disheartened because of the lack of words in the dictionary that could describe the feeling…when you reach the edge of the hill and lie down there. The feeling when the floating clouds below me and through my hair, wash the feelings off my face. So naked and fresh, as if I was never in love with anyone. As if I was never touched before. As if someone grabbed my heart like a child grabs gems; choosy while seeking for the favourite colours at first but greedy for eating all of it anyway. My stiff nerves melted like homemade chocolates in the mouth. The walk from Vattakanal to Kodaikanal with our backpacks and music, shoes on, and no road map was is the most beautiful achievement of my life. Waterfalls, ups and downs, churches and shrines and all of it just pass by. Life is really short but you can make it look rich by smiling and discovering and sustaining the surprise look as you do that. Getting lost and finding ways, exploring, digging in, running around and running away. One of those moments when the music is too loud to hear the horns of the world. Trees play bass to the singing of the birds in perfect melody. Hills look like several naked infants lying beside each other, yawning and sleeping, with four five strands of hair on them and few teeth in the front. Lit up city from the top looks like the stars spread out on the land and the stories you hear from people and discovering together means so much more than having a 5star stay. I feel like a traveller, I’m afraid to say this but I think I’m getting addicted to these small journeys and always looking forward to the next ones.
I am sending so much love to all of you who are reading this.
Sweet syrupy optimism following you.
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