Tuesday, August 4, 2026

Flashback-II

Once upon a time, in Kerala, people used a vehicle called villuvandi. My great, great grandfather owned one, the scraps of which were seen in our ancestral house when we were kids. It was a decorated bullock cart pulled by bullocks and manned by a handler. Though we have never seen it, we have heard of certain travel stories of my ancestors in that vehicle. (More to come in next post)

Blowing Hot, Blowing Cold

Zephyr, spring's harbinger, caressed the trees, Susurration, the wind's whisper, filled the air, Clouds rained pebble drops, ...